She believes Clair lacks the power to realize two avalanches, and so ignores the rushing deluge of rock pounding down on her. Sloan is absolutely right, Clair does not have that power. When the first avalanche strikes Clair and phases through her harmlessly, Sloan is only more certain. She raises her gun, aims, and is about to pull the trigger when...

BAM! The second avalanche, much smaller than the first, crashes into her back. She sails forward, buried by a wave of blasted concrete rocks and shattered bricks, pieces of the nearby brothel Clair has blown apart with the power of her drums. Clair made one avalanche illusory to trick Sloan into thinking both were fake, and she fell for it. The avalanche buries her. Her abraded skin and crushed bones leave her struggling to climb to her feet. By then, Clair had already won. What came next, when Clair summoned her violin, was mere formality.

(Chapter 16)