I tried to fight her. I had to fight her. And while the lassitude held my mortal body, Chaos still seemed free enough from the control Nemesis tried to hold over us.

She forced strength into my limbs, pushing me upright, taking control of my body and lunged for Cadence. Even as Cadence reached out with a casual kind of lack of interest, and touched the tips of her fingers to my forehead.

I'd forgotten the agony of the empathic field, of being able to not ...