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attention.
    “Casper, no!” she shouted.
    Too late. Sasquatch swung away from pounding on Evalle’s kinetics to go after Casper.
    She had no way to stop the monster.
    It would kill him.

 
    Chapter 2
     
     
    Evalle couldn’t get traction from her awkward position to do anything more than throw a new kinetic hit at the creature determined to smash Casper.
    She slapped a blast at its thick head, shoving the creature sideways. Its dark body flickered and the head came fully into view, complete with a bushy mane. Grayish-blue skin didn’t look any more alien on Sasquatch than the wild-eyed horse head snapping at Casper. The hunched-up body was narrow and covered in a map of tight muscle. Tiny black pupils floated in its yellow eyes. The bottom half of its body kept fading in and out from a dark shadow form to reveal snippets of a human-like body.
    Was it wearing a glamour?
    Snow sucked up off the ground beside Evalle, and started spinning into a sphere the size of a laundry basket. The spiraling snow continued to take shape as it lifted higher and flattened out. In the next second, it turned into a thin horizontal disk five feet across, and made a high-pitched whine.
    What. The. Hell?
    She didn’t have time to think about it. The monster jerked back around to her. She stabbed her hands down onto the hard ground, and shoved up, trying to free herself. Bones in her ankle were close to snapping.
    Sasquatch kicked at her.
    Dammit. She fought for balance and threw up a new kinetic wall, but it lacked the power of her first one. His kick jarred all the bones in her upper body.
    A high-pitched whine screamed near her. She glanced around to find the snow disk spinning closer.
    “Drop your kinetics, Evalle,” Lucien ordered.
    Was he kidding? She twisted further to see that, yes, Lucien controlled the snow Frisbee. “That all you’ve got?”
    Lucien ignored her and moved his wheel higher in the air, just as the monster turned and drew back a fist to swing at Casper again.
    “ Do it!” Lucien demanded.
    Evalle killed her shield and shouted, “ Hit the ground, Casper!”
    The cowboy dropped fast. His human form finished taking shape in mid-fall, just before he slammed the hard surface with a grunt of pain.
    The bright, spinning disk shot upward and sliced across the creature’s throat without any resistance.
    Sasquatch froze, then reached up for his head as it tipped over and fell to the ground. His body tumbled next ... heading straight for Evalle.
    She pushed up one more time, using what power she had left to block him from crushing her, but her arms wouldn’t hold long. Blood spewed from his headless neck and splashed her through cracks in her kinetic wall. Warm liquid splattered her skin and clothes. Ick.
    Soft howling and barking sounded from the side of the building as Casper got to his feet and shook his head. “Man, that body change screws with me.” He took in the headless corpse. “Damn, son, you do that with snow?”
    He got a quirked eyebrow from Lucien for that.
    “You two want to make yourselves useful and get this thing off me?” she grumbled.
    It took both Lucien and Casper to drag the body to one side.
    She dropped her arms and sucked in deep breaths, waiting as Casper and Lucien dug a trough wide enough to free her boot. No small feat with the ground frozen. She accepted Casper’s offer of a hand up and hissed at the sore ankle, but she could walk without limping.
    “You’re the only agent I know who could find a gopher hole while fighting a monster, Sunshine,” he quipped.
    She gave up correcting him on how to address her and said, “It’s a talent. Anybody know what that thing is?”
    Lucien studied the body. “I don’t think it’s a demon.”
    “Huh,” Casper grunted. “What then?”
    “With that hunched body shape and horse head, it might be a tikbalang from the Philippines.” Lucien glanced toward the whining and yipping still coming from the back. “But I don’t get why it was