The third lamppost flew across the street.
With a thought, Desa made herself weightless. She bent her knees and jumped, flinging herself into the sky just before the roof collapsed beneath her. A sharp wind stole the warmth from her body, but she barely even noticed.
Twisting around in mid-flight, she found Hanak Tuvar crawling over the townhouses toward Kalia, the red haze expanding to make room for it. Luckily, the other woman was no fool. Desa could track her by her active Gravity-Sink; she was already on the move.
“Oh no, you don’t,” Desa growled.
She communed with the Ether and directed her thoughts into the townhouse beneath Hanak Tuvar, going floor by floor, searching for any innocent bystanders. She found no one within that residence or either of its two neighbours. Mercy be pr
