I gripped the sides of my seat.

Breathe. Logic this out.

The car was still moving and there were no screams, screeching brakes, or crashing metal, so Rohan was fine. I cast deep inside to examine the box, still leaking that black light along the hairline fracture.

Since I couldn't seal the box back up, I sent healing magic into my eyes with a steely focus.

The world cleared but I'd been too pre-occupied to notice we'd stopped and were now parked in front ...