Slamming his fist into the parapet didn't snap him out of his depressing thoughts. First Nadine tricked him into pushing her over the railing in an effect killing her and his unborn child. Now he couldn't perform a simple levitation. What does the soon to be ruler of the nearly died world post to do? Replace Nadine. It sounded simple, but it wasn't.

The reason Nadine was chosen because she was easier to manipulate plus she wasn't being guarded by a wolf, snake, and cougar. Sighing, he had no choice but to kill her protector. Again another problem, his sentries in Montana were died. How to get Kate to Vegas?

Staring at his red knuckles, "Guess time for the heavy muscle?" he thought walking towards a bar.

Sweeping his right hand at the bar, it slid to the left revealing an opening and stairs. Something he added before his people showed up. Following the stairs downwards, he came to a room that the original designer didn't add.

Staring through the bars, a man was chained by his wrists and ankles to a wall. Actually he was more a beast then a man since now his features match his nature.

"Pol," seemed to float from his lips to the creature's ears. No response. Slowly Flagg stepped towards the bars reminding himself that this man beast was properly playing possium. Then it sprung towards him. The chains went their full length preventing its claws from touching the bars.

"Pol, I've got an errand for you."

"I'm no errand boy," it growled.

Holding his right palm out, "You'll love these errand," appearing over his palm was an image of a dark hair girl, "Want you to bring this girl to me, unharmed?"

"Do it yourself."

"What and miss the chance to get even with the reason you're in your current situation?"

Pol's eyes widen when the image changed to a familiar face.

"Claudeson," hissed from his lips.

Already Pol's mind was filled with things to do to Kate's body. Then pain shot through his body buckling his knees.

"Reminder to bring the girl back unharmed," remarked Flagg staring at Pol.

It stopped when his dirty mind was cleared of the images Kate's naked body being ravished.

Snapping his fingers, Pol's shackles were gone.

"Go north," stated Flagg, "Don't harm the girl, but do what ever your perverted sick mind can came up with for the guy," motioning his fingers.

A swirling portal of light appeared in front of Pol. He jumped in.

Appearing before trees, "After that smiling fool's throat gets ripped out, that girl will get to know me little better," he thought entering forest.