You remember Cassia

As tempting as these two beauties are, you don't trust either of them, or their leggy dark-haired companion either. Pulling out of the intimate grip of the two you back away from the pair ignoring their pleas. The other woman has already disappeared into the darkness and you hurry after her back to where Cassia is sleeping unprotected. The further you get from the two temptresses the more implausible their story seems and the more worried you are about your companion.

It takes almost no time to make your way back through the rooms to where you left Cassia, but when you get there, it takes a few seconds to comprehend what you are seeing.

Cassia is still where you left her on the blanket, but she is sitting up in the embrace of a man who looks vaguely familiar. The two are kissing passionately, and the young man is skillfully loosening the leather straps that hold her armor in place. You must have gasped in shock, because the young man lifts his mouth from Cassia's and you look in horror at your own face staring back at you. With a feral grin his hands take Cassia's head in his and he claims her mouth again kissing her passionately and intensifies his attempts to strip the armor from her body.

"No!" you cry out in anger as you stumble into the smaller room closing the gap between you as quickly as possible. You see Cassia try to turn in 'your' arms but she is held firmly as the man continues to forcefully explore her lips with his tongue as his eyes gauge how long it will take you to get to him. You can see one of his hands frantically pulling the lower half of her armor and quilted padding from her body exposing her white thighs. Cassia is twisting and squirming in his arms but it is unclear if she is resisting his advances or overcome by them.

"Cassia!" You cry out again "It's a trick!" But your beautiful companion doesn't even seem to hear you although you are only a gew paces away.

"Get back Demon!" The words spring to your mind "In the name of Apollo I banish you!" As you speak, you lift the bluelight in your hand hoping the cold light might make him shy away but instead of the cool light you expect, a beam of light as bright as the noon day sun flashes from the stone and the face that you had seen many times before in still pools of water and polished silver trays melts into a fierce grimace of anger and pain. The face of the beast now looks nothing like you, in fact it no longer even looks human. Its eyes are yellow and has catlike irises that narrow into thin strips under the light. When it snarls at you it reveals the hundreds of thin teeth that fill its mouth and the hands that it raises to protect its face from the light have talons like a lion's erupting from the fingertips.

As soon as she is released Cassia reaches for her own bluestone and chants the same words only in a language no longer spoken by common men. Despite the strangeness of the language you have no trouble understanding her and can see the power of Apollo in the beam of light that blasts the demon. Staggering away from Cassia the demon stumbles by you and turns into one of the small round side rooms; steam is erupting from his burning skin as the demon twists and writhes on the floor squirming away from you into the darkness.

Looking in the direction that you came from you see the faces of the two sirens that had come so close to distracting you with their soft bodies. After seeing the true form of this one, you shudder in horror as you think of what you almost did. Only now do you have a chance to assess your condition. Your right arm aches and there is a weariness that infuses your entire being different from the exhaustion you are familiar with from your days in the fields.

"How did you do that?" Demands Cassia as she turns back to you her eyes flashing with emotion. "How does a simple farm **** unleash the full power of the bluestone?" Cassia hastily refastens her armor and steps closer to you but not in a friendly way. "Who are you really? And why have you been lying to me?"