Jonah slowly shook his head. “So, they're vigilantes? Like, ethereal vigilantes?”
Reena nodded. “Remember when Nella said that they were just like us, and that Penelope b***h said that it was in ethereality only? That's what she meant. I'm sure of it. They are likely under the impression that Jonathan's stance of fighting as a last resort has softened and spoiled us.”
“Great,” mumbled Jonah. “Just great. So we've been using weapons for practice only all this time, while they have been training as if a risk was a stone's throw away.”
“Yeah,” said Terrence. “But we have done our share of dangerous s**t. No one could ever accuse us of weakness.”
“Terrence,” said Reena sternly, “the insanity that's happened to us was not a product of us looking for trouble. We were preserving our physical
