Hours after they foiled the Trickster’s plans to permanently retire the last of the Weird Sisters, Sam was standing next to Thunder’s bed and watching over her fitful sleep.
“Our timeline’s gotten shorter, hasn’t it?” he asked.
'Yeah, kid,' Chiron agreed. 'We’ve got barely a month to find a way to heal Thunder now...'
“A month...” Sam repeated. “It took me weeks just to raise Healing Hand to delta... A month would be impossible.”
'Sure... that’s if we choose the conventional route,' Chiron replied.
It was the way his master said it that caused a deep frown to grow on Sam’s face.
He sighed. “You’re going to make me go on another dangerous quest... aren’t you?”
'Nope, not me,' Chiron promised. 'You shoul
