<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sofia-vergara2-420x600.jpg)</div><br/>Yadi set quietly among the other girls—girls who seemed to be like her—listening as they planned to act against some<em>very dangerous people</em>out of altruism and a sort of heroic ambition that it seemed would bring them closer to discovering the true nature—and true extent—of this power.<br/><br/>Was it right of them to try such a thing?  They weren’t police, or soldiers, or law makers.<br/><br/>No, they had power none of those people had.<br/><br/>They were above the law, but not above right and wrong.  They had a responbility to make the world better when those people failed.<br/><br/>They were…<br/><br/>“Lawgivers,” she spoke softly, finally.  “They used to call us Lawgivers…”<br/><br/>She blinked then looked around at the others.  She started to say more, but a hint of incredulity made her loose the flash of memory.<br/><br/>“Um…  Hi.  Call me Yadi.  Is there any way I can help?  Um…”  following instinct, she lit the golden mark upon her forehead that had first blazed there weeks ago when she’d talked dozens of men into the convictions to overcome their addictions in a few minutes.<br/>