Fear Aura + Enhanced Glamour

Another glance showed me a man in a cowboy hat riding behind great red eyed cattle, flames flickering around their hooves. The one thing in common around all of them were that they inspired terror. Even from miles away I could feel it, and that with my alien neurology. It would only be worse for human beings, and the closer they got, the stronger it got. I had to sing more loudly to counter the effect.

Whatever the thing was that was leading the Hunt, I wanted it, even as I feared it. I didn’t know how it was flying, but if its fear aura could overcome the power of a hundred Singers, then it was something that I needed, even if I could feel the fear it inspired reflected a hundred times.

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Furthermore, there were problems on the other end. Despite everyone’s best efforts, there were problems developing with the thirty thousand people I’d already saved. Some people were losing their composure, screaming and making a scene even as other people tried to move them away from the area. There were too many people in too small of a space, and without police or anyone in authority, it was up to Glory Girl to manage things. She was using her intimidation and glory auras as best she could, but I suspected that she was chafing at the bit about my commandment not to fly.

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I was staring at the fire, unsure whether the gains had been worth the cost. I'd gained power; the Hunt's fear aura had been a lot stronger than even the strongest Singer that I'd processed; their glamour was a lot stronger too. The leader of the Hunt had been much much stronger than the run of the mill Fae I'd been encountering. While the wolves were easy enough to kill if I threw enough bodies at them, the leader had been something else.

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