Justin's body stood frozen in place, but he was adrift on an ocean, pummeled by waves of confusion, anxiety, terror, regret, and uncertainty. His mind was a net, capable of holding only one of them at a time before it slipped through to be replaced by another. Amid the turbulence, one thought broke through and took precedence above the rest.

I was wrong.

The Kharon. The spiritual realm Avagad had used to forcefully communicate with him-first in the Drekwood and multiple times ...