Chapter Forty-SixI carted each unconscious witch to the recovery chamber, where they'd wake, either sane or much stronger, or insane and killing zombies. By the time I'd done the third trip, Dorka was beginning to stir. Remo wouldn't let them back Earth-side before the spheres transitioned and took over. I should have warned Dorka not to show any reluctance once she was summoned, to act eager for the power boost.
Who was I kidding? Remo would have seen right through the act. He, like Zantry and me, could sense emotions, read the shifting energy surrounding the body. Stomach churning, both with guilt and the energy infusion from Remo, I headed to my chamber. My skin buzzed as if a thousand bugs crawled under it, my vision doubled whenever I turned a corner. But I made it to my little hole
