CHAPTER 39“Mara!” Sam cried. “Do something! Don’t let her do this to me!”
So shocked, it took her a moment to catch her breath enough to speak. “There’s nothing I can do, Sam. I don’t have my abilities. She has suppressed them somehow.”
“How can that be? You are a progenitor. You can change Reality,” Sam said.
Tran patted his cheek, puckering her lips in a patronizing pout. “You’re in my Reality now, little brother.”
Sam flinched away from her touch.
“Don’t worry,” Mara said. “I’ll figure something out.” She glanced at the green spark that clung to Sam’s shirt, just above one of the buttons at the center of his chest. It pulsed more brightly, flitted upward to settle on the pocket on the left side of his chest. For some reason, it struck Mara as odd that Sam wasn’t wearing a T-shirt w
