He convulsed again, his fist clipping me in the eye. Stars danced in my vision, pain rolling through the side of my head.

I sucked the last of his magic out and felt his heart stop. "Miles!"

Miles started mouth-to-mouth.

Rolling onto my back, I swallowed hard against the metallic taste of bile, shaky and nauseous.

The door banged open so hard that it cracked into a spiderweb pattern. An operative holding a battering ram raced into the room, took one ...