Cardshark grinned, as he digested FemHank into nothingness, his acids tearing through the aura like it wasn't there.<br/><br/>He turned to the gaggle of ladies on the floor, as he took Din off her spit. She was still wiggling slightly, cooked to a crispy golden brown, "My, you ladies look delicious." he smiled, as he slid Din off the spit, "How about you get a little fatter, before you become my dinner."