Damiana stepped closer watching as the buzzsaw cut through the hand of the female corpses.  It watched silently making mental notes.  "Their free will is gone I take it?  Replaced by your will?"  It was fascinating, sorcery in its own right.<br/><br/>Its' nails gently stroked its own skin as it watched through slitted eyes.  "The others of this ship are far to quiet at the moment for my tastes."  One learned to be aware at all times and the silence except for their activies did not sit too well with Damiana.