Meira, Sassafras's mind snapped in mine as I stormed my way down the hall toward my grandfather's office, you have to keep it together.

I've been keeping it together, I snarled back. A tactic which has gotten me nowhere. I'd traded Rameranselot's sardonic but gentle guidance for the snappish and familiar whip-crack of my demon cat. I don't think either could have slowed me down, no matter the influence the two had over me. The power of Demonicon crackled around me as I stomped ...