Corporeal

The bright flash almost blinded her in the night,
and it made the Whisperers slow their approach. They
circled the fallen carriage, twisted faces murmuring in
an agitated way. They seemed to be wary of Davriel all
of a sudden.
“The prioress’s power,” Miss Highwater said from
beside Tacenda, both of them still crouched on top of
the fallen carriage. “He can anchor those geists, force
them to be corporeal.”

Chapter 15