[i]"You should have him play an Coffin Mind. People whose minds and future can't be seen. Chess or something. Deities like games, right?"[/i] [b]Damien shrugs and sets the half empty bottle to the side, getting his his feet. He gave Lance another look, before turning to the buildings around them.[/b] [i]"All I can do is wish you luck to be honest... The last super powerful race I got involved with turned out to be harboring biological weapons with too many teeth."[/i]