Book Four: Chapter 185

The spirit exploded into shards of light and drifted out into the night.

“Holy shit,” Beth muttered, dropping the remnants of her flower pot. Around them, the shadows were now keeping their distance. “If we can charge them up out here, we can hurt them.”

“Urk,” replied Dana, trying to stand. Her legs weren’t regenerating fast enough, and something was wrong in her chest. She coughed a few times and then took a deep breath. “We need...a bigger charge.”

“I’m not sure where we’re going to get one,” Beth said, then winced when Cerberus roared. “It looks like you cleared the house a bit, but there are too many of them. We’re outnumbered.”

“Yeah, well...” Dana picked up a piece of glass and chuckled. “Tink is gonna be...pissed.” She tossed the glass on the ground and dragged herself over to Naia’s frozen fountain to pull herself up. The spirits still gave them a wide berth, and she shook her head. “I think this may be it. The home is trashed and that douche Marco i