I now had more power than I'd started out with, but most of the epic stuff had been nulled for good in the Tomb. There was no longer any sweet rush of divinity as I became one with the cosmos. That sense of absolute power had faded to a dream-like quality and with it any certainty that I would ever truly be safe again. I'd barely escaped my human captor, what hope did I have now that Satan was after me?

Magic cascaded out of me and cracked the glass door beneath the smudges of my ...