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Even as she thought it, a commotion broke out in the area by those cages.

She heard thuds, shrieks, screams, shouts of alarm, more than one crashing sound.

She didn’t raise her eye off the gun’s sight.

Whatever it was, she couldn’t help with it.

She had her job.

Stilling her light to that of the dead, she kept the scope focused on that line of crates, waiting for Shadow to emerge. He had to emerge, sooner or later.

He had to.

Chandre told herself that as she rearranged her hands on the organic rifle, holding her breath to steady her aim. She settled her weight more firmly on her grav-booted heels as she did, steeling her whole body, her whole mind, to wait for the shot.

She’d been trained as a sniper.

No matter what else was going on in the warehouse, her role was the shot.

She had to wait for the shot.

So that was precisely what she would do.

Chapter59

Taking The Bullet

Iwas still lost there, in no time, staring up at Revik’s glowing eyes?

When a shape appeared in front of me.

Time roared back into the present.

My light flared upwards in that half-instant of space that person bought me. The shape distracted Revik, pulling his eyes, pulling his light?maybe a fraction of a second, maybe not even that?but it was enough.

It was enough to bring my telekinesis on line.

My light filled every branch and tendril of the structures above my head, a pool of liquid fire that erupted like a geyser, gritting my teeth, making my hands clench into fists. Green-tinted white light blew out my physical vision?then that burning light flowed back down through my head and into my chest, arms, hands, legs, feet.

It happened fast.

Damned fast?which was lucky, because I would have been dead otherwise.

Revik’s light erupted, reaching for mine?

Mine reacted without thought. It slammed out of me in a curved, glowing shield, only to hit a hard wall as it collided with his.

Green and gold, gold and green sparked and sizzled overhead.

Two curved arcs of light exploded past our physical forms. I shuddered under the crackling current, my whole form vibrating under the voltage of his light.

For a long-feeling couple of seconds, neither overpowered the other.

He shoved at me in that space, and I shoved back.

The light crackled louder and higher, but neither of us moved.

Then he did something to twist around my light, moving so quickly that I let out a startled gasp. We broke, and I found myself standing there, panting, facing him.

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