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powerful arms, his immense bulk, and the stance that spoke of years of training were the obvious reasons for that. But it was the devious, curious smile on his lips that intimidated her the most. He watched her from under the dark strands of his black hair, two long braids falling over his eyes.
    He terrified Lana, but not only that. The shiver that he'd sent down her spine had definitely not been a negative sensation. It was much more like a searing surge of lust at the sight of such a man.
    The captain shook it off. For weeks, she'd resisted all Worgen's attempts to claim her, as brutal and uncaring as they were. She would not lust over this guy, even when one look from him did more than all of the horrible general's attempts. He was an enemy and no amount of hotness changed that.
    "You are going to see your crew," the warrior said, his voice like a caress. "That is not wise."
    Lana didn't answer. No matter how the guy had discovered her secret, she would not admit to it until no other options remained.
    The man smirked, taking a step closer to her. Lana's breath caught, and she would have dearly wished to believe it was out of fear.
    "You should turn back, Captain," the man said, tilting his head a little to look at her.
    "This is my ship," Lana said, noticing with irritation how her voice shook a bit. "Until your general decides to lock me up, I'll go where I want to."
    The warrior looked at the Abysmal floating beside them, giving it a dark look.
    "My general?" he asked. "I don't think so."
    That pulled Lana's attention away from his perfect body, where it had reluctantly stayed for a long moment.
    Careful , she thought. Could he be an ally?
    "I didn't think you Brions rebelled against your generals," she said carefully.
    "We don't," the warrior said, turning his blazing eyes back to her. "Unless we mean to succeed them."

CHAPTER FOUR
    Corden
     
    Finding the Abysmal had been easier than he'd thought.
    Another man in his place would have taken it as the positive surprise that it was, but that was not in Corden's nature. He didn't accept simple answers without knowing the question.
    And the question was: if he could track the Abysmal , could it track him ? More precisely, did Worgen know he was being followed?
    To be safe, he hid the Claw in the shadow of Chloris, an irradiated planet nearby. The general hoped that the levels of radiation would hide the signature of his ship's warp core. He had no idea whether the Abysmal was able to differentiate between them. All he had to go by was that most of the species in the galaxy couldn't, but the Brion ships could.
    The Abysmal was a different story, however. Corden was willing to admit he had no idea what he was up against, because everything he knew about it came from a storybook. All right, he had a few ideas and there was the matter of the Palians, giving him a few advantages on everybody else, but that wasn't much.
    He went over everything he had gathered meticulously before leaving the Claw . The look of surprise on Soren's face had been rewarding, if nothing else. His captain was a smart man, but apparently even he had never suspected.
    "An executioner," Soren had repeated in the arena where they dueled.
    That was a lie in itself. Corden hadn't had a real duel in years.
    "Yes," the general had said simply.
    It felt good, to finally share his true purpose with another living soul. The Elders had not sworn him to secrecy, but Corden chose to keep it so nonetheless. People talked. And each and every general had someone they could trust on each other's ships. Corden knew that, because he most certainly did. So rumors got around very quickly.
    To have someone like General Faren or Diego Grothan get even a whiff of what he was... Corden smiled. It would be interesting, and he hated to be bored.
    "Executioner of generals?" Soren had asked, the disbelief plain in his voice.
    "It sounds crazy when you say it like that," Corden had answered with a grin.
    "Well, sir, it is."
    "I