Stealth throwing a javelin through Zzzap

The blade spun through the air like a propeller. Stealth took three steps, reached up, and snatched the whirling saber out of the air halfway between Madelyn and the demon. Her fingers shifted on the grip and she pulled it back over her shoulder. For a moment she was a statue. Then she hurled the sword at Cairax Murrain like a javelin.
Light flashed between them. A sonic boom cracked the air. Zzzap placed himself between Stealth and the demon.
A creature composed of radiance and will, shaped in God’s image.
A man made of light and thought.
Zzzap reached out an arm so his palm was blistering the creature’s hide and hoped he wasn’t about to die.

Excerpt From Ex-Communication, pg 568-569
Peter Clines
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