Coming down the road toward him was a flatbed truck. It was moving slowly but steadily. He could see that its wheels were not touching the road. It trailed smoke. The flatbed was piled with burning trees and tires and debris. It was an inferno that would have roasted any driver.

Gaia walked beside it, a hand raised to focus Caine’s power and lift the massive truck.

She stopped, and the burning truck stopped as well. Gaia smiled.

“So,” she said. “You’re ready to die.”

Light, Chapter 27