Ahbi's power engulfed me, her panic as powerful as mine, mixed with so much rage I felt my skin crackle under the fire of her fury even as she dumped me out the other side with a flare of warning.
I flew out of the gap on the Demonicon side, body bursting into full demon form, my maji power crackling. I was already pissed off, scared and full of hate. If Ameline found a way to come at my sister anyway, I didn't care if all the planes fell.
I'd kill her with my bare hands.
And then go back and save Quaid and the Zornovs.
I had one second to see my sister fighting off a pack of attackers, a roar of absolute rage shaking my entire body as my demon's fire blazed around me, shoving down my other egos in her need to reach Meira.
The next second, I felt the dull numbness of impact against the back of my skull and fell, screaming my fury, into darkness.
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