The battle was over yet nobody was celebrating. Penny sat collapsed in front of the viscous puddle that had been the twisted version of her Uncle not even five minutes ago.
Now the moment had passed and she couldn't see his face, she was overtaken not by elation but by a mixture of anxiety, fear and disgust.
She was anxious that one wrong step could send Adam in the same direction as this man.0 She feared the power she had used, and hated how easily she had used it on him.
Resisting the rising urge to throw up, she slowly turned her head to look at her companions to gauge their reactions.
Jamie was covering their mouth, their face pale as they looked like they were going to throw up themselves while Vivian's lips were pursed tight yet Penny was perceptive enough to notice that she was looking stiff.
