Lasciel rolled onto her back and stretched again, once more her voluptuous curves outlined to stunning effect against the black sheets. 'Only if you don't<em>have</em>enough power to start with,' she said, her eyes teasingly half-closed. 'Let's get ready, then... but I have a tip to give you before we start out.'<br/><br/>She rolled over onto her knees, the last of their mixed juices dripping out of her onto the bed, and leaned forward to whisper, as if they were spied on: 'Leave the others to do most of the dirty work. The Parade is well guarded. There will be blood all over the place, and it won't be on one side only. Let them bleed, then let the Parade disappear. Those left will move on. The holy men will want it destroyed, but you know better. It has to keep existing.' Then she straightened up again. 'Do you have something for me to wear?'