"Mom." I cleared my throat, heart pounding, reaching out to Reena and Mathias, tying them into the conversation as I spoke again. "Not Viviana, Mom."

She inhaled slowly. "That was drach power."

"Lorian," I said again. "The leader of that church. The Faithful."

What's he done now? Reena's sharp intake of breath when I told them while the room around me erupted into angry protests and demands for action was nothing compared to the cold, confident touch of ...