The tingle became a trickle, a river, a rush of pure power.

I'd experienced a lesser version of this, when Lilith had amped me up to heal Rohan, but now? I canted my head back, bathing in the magic like it was rainfall.

My heartbeat mingled with the delicate patter of a bird's heart on the windowsill outside. I scouted the savanna through the night vision of a tiger and blinked slowly at fuzzy light through a newborn's eyes on the other side of the world.

I was a ...