“Tegan?” Willow reached out for her with a shaking hand. Her pretty face scrunched in pain. She swayed on her feet, then pressed both hands to her ears. “What happened to me?”

“I don’t want to lie to you, Willow . . . I don’t know what just happened to you three,” Tegan spoke into our minds so Willow could hear her. She wrapped her hands around Willow’s, which were still over her ears. Rainbow magic swirled. The blood running down the side of Willow’s head and neck stopped. “The ringing stop?”

Willow nodded with tears in her eyes. She sniffled and whispered, “It hurts now. It didn’t hurt before.”

Tegan’s face fell. “Go down to Myrtle. If anything, she can help you sleep until we can figure out how to heal your pain.”

We all watched Willow go down the stairs, then turned back to Tegan, but her face was unreadable and that sent a cold chill down my spine. She walked over to where Bentley was leaning against Cooper and pressed her hands to the gnarly wound in his shoulder. She frowned. Bentley winced.

“Yours won’t let me touch it. I don’t like that.” Tegan cocked her head to the side. She tapped on his forearms. “Maybe that will help ease the pain?”

Bentley scowled. He looked down at his body. Orange lightning bolts streaked up and down his arms, his skin turning jet-black around them. When he lifted his head again, those orange crescent moons glowed in his eyes. He sighed. “I don’t like that that worked.”

“Me either,” Tegan whispered.

“Babe,” Tenn croaked. “Babe, you missed⁠—”

“I know. Valathame has kept me informed while I was down.” She peeked up to Cooper, who was no longer holding Bentley upright but hovered close by. “As Cooper should have informed you.”

He grimaced. “I haven’t been ready to talk about those dreams, but I was warned to stay out of yours.”

“And not so subtly either,” Savannah grumbled.

Tegan held her hands out in front of her. Savannah grumbled a string of words in such a thick accent that I had no idea what she’d said, but she held her hands out to mirror Tegan’s. Her skin was still raw-looking, super red and blistery, but they weren’t actively bleeding anymore.

Cooper’s eyes were tense and locked on Savannah’s hands. His face was pale. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and squeezed. “Myrtle did what she could.”

Tegan took Savannah’s hands in hers and stared at them. The air pulsed between their fingers. “Your magic will be weaker because of this⁠—”

“WHAT?” Savannah yelled and sat upright.

“You’ll need to use your wand for now,” Tegan said softly. “Or the dead.”