“Surrender?” Michael whispered.
Almost at once, Lily’s voice came struggling into his ear. “No! Just--”
“Get ready to dizzy,” Michael said before the rest of the sentence arrived.
Michael flung his arms open and spun around a few dozen times, blowing the smoke around in a chaotic frenzy that allowed him to spot where everyone was, even if just in brief glances. It was just enough for him to get his bearings and the position of the others.
As soon as he glimpsed them, Michael dashed away a few dozen feet and watched as the volume of smoke where he had stood flattened to the ground.
He’s using his power to crunch us down, just like Griffin, Michael thought, understanding then how Lily was being hurt. She was probably being squeezed against the floor.
She is indeed. It’s not nearly as p
