Kaida

I doubted I would survive this ordeal.

If I didn't act quickly, I feared I might lose not only my life in this world but my soul in the next.

I lay curled in bed, trying to recuperate from the previous day's torment. Even with Malachi absorbing a portion of the agony, the residual intensity was overwhelming.

Just as I thought the worst had passed—after anchoring and ushering the first wave of spirits toward the afterlife—a fresh sea of souls appeared. Their collective cries ...