Jolie POV

I wake up to Elena's face hovering over mine.

"Three hours." She presses a cool cloth to my forehead. "You've been unconscious for three hours. Your body can't handle that much power output yet."

"The hunters?" My voice comes out rough.

"Scattered. Broken. Some fled into the storm. Others are still in the clearing, processing what you showed them." Elena helps me sit up. "What you did was extraordinary. And terrifying."

"I didn't mean to." I remember the feeling of touching all those ...