Arzoal turned her massive head to look at Aricia and For'mya. Helen has done it. Martin is once more himself.
The sigh from Aricia and For'mya was easily seen and both of them began moving for the entrance to the command center, though For'mya seemed to hesitate just a moment causing Aricia to turn and look at her.
"For'mya what is wrong?" she asked.
"He… he lashed out at us Aricia." For'mya spoke softly. "He struck us."
"For'mya that was not our Martin." Aricia said.
Aricia Blue Eyes is correct For'mya. Arzoal spoke looking at her. This was not Martin. Whatever controlled him was amplifying the darkness within Martin. He…
"That's just it!" For'mya said. "It amplified the darkness within him, but that darkness allowed him to strike out at two who he loves! Darkness that is inside him. Always."
"For'mya… Martin would never do this!" Aricia exclaimed. "You know he would never willingly strike any of us."