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- The crystal jolted into motion, going from zero to two hundred miles an hour in an instant. She only barely intercepted it, her fingers grazing the surface, bending painfully and burning at the brush with the light.
- But she made contact with something. She held onto that something with her power.
- He flew away, and a part of him stayed behind. He made it a few hundred feet before the power quit on him.
- His body tumbled into the sand, the gas mask coming loose. He didn’t reach for it, scramble, or gasp in pain at the poison he was inhaling.
- For all intents and purposes, he was in her grip. She’d taken his life the moment she’d made contact.
- She let that glimmer of life and the simulacrum of power and personality settle into being. A shadow.
- - Interlude 9.i
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