Xor laughed, almost as if she'd asked the stupidest question in the world. "To survive!" he replied. "Everyone wants a piece of me, because I'm an 'impure beast' as they like to call me. As for the others, well, Fyroh defends his brother, who always has people coming after him trying to kill him, and Olhal has his powers at risk... actually, I sometimes think Olhal likes getting in a little trouble, because he loves to fight. It's a hobby to him." He walked to the bedroom, where Fyroh was sleeping in the bed, and Vlaardi sat in a chair next to him.