I opened the case, removed the metal tube from the spongey interior, and slid it over. Icy hooks dug into my chest, but I batted the fear away. My powers were suppressed. I wouldn't be able to sense the angel magic until Avi was neutralized. I had time.

Isaac's face lit up with reverential awe. He removed the scrolls and pressed them together.

Nothing happened.

For Isaac.

In the world's most unfair twist, the Sefer's magic - and my ability to sense it - ...