The next time I woke up, I was lying in a bed that wasn’t my own. I felt better, but bone-tired at the same time, which told me that my body was still recovering from the trauma I’d been through and being blasted with Jo-Jo’s healing Air magic. I shuddered to think how much the dwarf had had to use to put me back together again. But while I’d been unconscious, someone had bathed and dressed me in a pair of oversize black sweatpants, a matching long-sleeved T-shirt, and thick socks.

I threw back the blanket on top of me, got to my feet, and stumbled over to the dresser in the corner. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked the same as always, dark chocolate brown hair, gray eyes, light skin, a few freckles on my nose and cheeks. I wiggled my jaw. Perfect as always, and all my loose tooth felt attached once more. However terrible I’d looked when I’d come out of the mountain, Jo-Jo Deveraux had healed me—all of me.

I’d have to get Finn to give the dwarf a bonus for going above and beyond this time.

I opened the door to the bedroom and looked around.

I was upstairs in the Foxes’ house, from the look of all the pictures of Warren, Violet, and the rest of their family on the walls. I headed right and padded down a set of narrow stairs. I’d just stepped onto the landing when something shimmering outside through the window caught my eye.

The small creek that ran by the Foxes’s house and country store had turned into a large pond. It stretched out perhaps a quarter of a mile, settled into a new dip in the ground.

Probably right over the spot where the cavern with the diamonds had been. The pond was another sign of how my magic had altered the landscape, of how I’d done this thing without even thinking about the consequences.

“Fuck,” I whispered.

I shook my head and went down the stairs. Soft voices drifted out from the den, so that’s where I headed.

“… can’t believe the amount of power she used, how much magic she was able to tap into.”

I stopped where I was in the hallway. Jo-Jo was talking—about me.

“I wouldn’t have believed it myself if I hadn’t felt it,” Warren T. Fox replied in his high, reedy voice. “Felt like the whole mountain was going to tear itself in two. Worse than an earthquake.”

“Gin’s only just now coming into the full extent of her power,” Jo-Jo replied. “She’s only going to get stronger.”

“I’d hate to get on her bad side,” Warren muttered.