Zuriel was lying down on the bed with his eyes closed. His breathing was back to normal. His heart rate was calmer. His head no longer ached.
He opened his eyes and sighed, “Pathfinder…”
He felt a hand hold his arm, “I’m here, Master Urie. Is this better?”
Zuriel kept blinking his eyes, “how long does this take?”
“This is a newer class of lenses I’ve developed with my team. It should dissolve in your eyes in a minute.”
“It’s been awhile since I’ve had attacks. Perhaps because of my eyesight.” Zuriel sat up and stood up.
He put his hands in front of his face, and as quickly as he could he pulled out his gun, pointing it at the mirror in front of him. Into the shadow standing in front of him.
He blinked and his eyesight came back and he was pointing his gun towards his reflection in t
