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You’re blind. You won’t be able to see what you’re fighting.”
    I ignore her words. I can’t let anyone hurt them. Hurt Nesy. Not now. Not after everything. The portal opens in front of me, a large tunnel through space and time.
    A path to her.
    “Zane! You can’t.”
    “I’m not letting anything happen to them.”
    “You mean her . And you’ll be more of a liability to her in your condition.” Cass grabs my arm, keeping me where I stand.
    “Only if the attackers are demonic.” Who am I kidding? Aydan’s rage can mean nothing less.
    “And if they’re human, you—”
    I cut her words off with my hand and yank my arms free. “Coming?” I ask as I step into the vortex.
    Cass steps in behind me as the tunnel swallows us whole. It takes too long to reach them; far too long.
    Images dance across my thoughts—Aydan’s soul stripped in a kiss, Nesy slaughtered, Azza’s laughter in the background. And the smoke, forever lingering just out of reach.
    My legs begin to wobble and Cass instinctively grabs my hand. Her presence calms me for only a moment before the movie replays.
    “You need to focus, Zane. Stop imagining the worst.”
    But how can I stop? I know it’s just a matter of time before these incessant visions come true.
    I will protect you Nesy. I promise.
    The portal opens to an alley next to a deserted parking lot. Aydan lies on the ground, blood pooling around his head. Nesy is pinned by two assailants. She fights against their hold, screaming into the night air. Her face is marred with bruises. Two more attackers watch, laughing with each of Nesy’s screams. I step from the portal, unable to move further.
    “Wait,” Cass demands. “Do you smell that?”
    Smoke and ash. Sulfur and decay.
    Azza.
    It can mean nothing less.
    “Do you see anything?” I cannot hold the panic from my voice. Nesy screams and I know we’re out of time. I have to help her. “Cass! What do you see?”
    “Nothing. Just the humans. There’s nothing else here.”
    “Then let me go,” I grunt as I try to free myself from her grasp.
    “No. You can’t interfere. The Council—”
    “Well, I’m not going to stand here and watch her get hurt. Cass!”
    “No! It isn’t safe for you. I’ll deal with this.”
    A bright indigo light pours from Cass’s palms and coils around me, immobilizing me.
    “Azryel’s Wings, Cass. Let me go.”
    “No!” She steps from the portal, going to Aydan.
     “ Sancti Mikayel.” The words float from Nesy’s mouth, more a thought than a phrase.
    The large assailant laughs. “I told you to shut up,” he says as he slaps her.
    Nesy growls. Spits in his face. He slaps her again and the sound echoes from the building. Blood trickles from her mouth.
    “Dangit Cassiel, let me go and help her. You can’t let them hurt her.”
    “We can’t interfere when it’s human to human, not without orders,” she yells over her shoulder.
    Aydan moans as Cass lays her hand on his heart. In a moment he settles.
    Nesy screams.
    And the scene erupts into a flurry of grunts and groans.
    Nesy’s assailant flies off of her, landing on the asphalt with a loud thud. Something shiny—a small knife perhaps—glints from Nesy’s hand. Her eyes are wild with rage, yet focused.
    The expression of a warrior, a Sentinal.
    “Cass?”
    “I see her,” she says, still tending to Aydan.  
    Nesy pulls herself up, her jaw clenched and her hands fisted at her side. “Come on,” she taunts. “Come on!”
    The other attackers lunge forward. She ducks, spins, her moves as fluid as a well-choreographed dance.
    She fends off the men, slashing them as they come for her. Parries and jabs, lunges and dips. A dance to the death.
    The dance of a Sentinal.
    “ Per virtutem Mikayel et Celestium .”
    “Cass, listen,” I say in shock. “She’s calling…”
    “I know, I know. But, how?”
    “I told you. It’s her. It’s Nesayiel.”
    There was no other explanation.
    “Release me, Cass,” I say, pulling