Chapter 132

I couldn't see anything. Then I realized I had my eyes closed.

It was quiet inside my head, clear and serene and pain-free, but on the outside, chaos was throwing a scream-fueled party. My least favorite kind.

I snapped my eyes open. My gaze narrowed in on the color orange first, specks of it lifting off my arms like magic cereal. Just a little of it, traveling up with the rest toward an air vent in the ceiling. My slayer power. Gone.

When it disappeared, I felt whole again, more so than I'd felt in a long time. Perfectly capable of taking up Night's Fall on the ground next to me and mowing down the dead slayers whipping past my cell toward the screaming officer cowering by the far wall.

So I did exactly that.