Willow’s hands moved on their own. Moorehouse was tossed to the side like trash, and Lilith now laid upon the operating table in his place. All emotion was gone from Willow’s eyes as she entered a realm of focus she had never once experienced before.

There was a bullet in Lilith, near the heart. Lead, not silver.

Lilith was weakened due to her time in the coffin, which had been laced with garlic. What’s more, they were over running water.

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