Sloan could help that. She discarded her gun and extended her hands in front of her as she charged her magical energy and focused it into her fingertips. A ball of light grew in her palms and illuminated the atrium, causing scattered gremlins to scurry for safety. She squinted and turned away as the glow gathered intensity, spilling into the innumerable caverns and flooding through their veiny passages.

(Chapter 6)