The shockwave hit like a freight train, rocking both myself and the person pinning me to the ground, the wash of intense heat making my lungs ache, my skin tight. I blinked against the dust blown behind the explosion, choking on it, trying to draw breath into compressed lungs.

"Off," I managed around my gasping. The body on top of me rolled free, landed next to me. I locked eyes with Charlotte, the werewolf Galleytrot freed long ago. Her eyes were a wolf's eyes, but the rest ...