I'd crossed enough times I was used to the falling feeling in the pit of my stomach, the way everything wobbled slightly as my feet found solid ground again. At least I didn't have to pitch forward onto my hands and knees and puke this time.

That would have sucked. Not because I cared if Theridialis saw me throw up. He'd been my main witness the first time it happened. But because his tower laboratory wasn't as empty as the previous times I'd visited.

Meira wobbled next ...