Lyra's POV
The first person to move after I had obliterated every guard's hands was the student representative. They had been stationed near Killian's seat, completely horrified by what they had just witnessed. They rushed to the guard who had been restraining me and checked for a pulse.
Their eyes found Beck across the room.
"Still breathing," they announced. "Just unconscious."
"And missing their hands," Beck replied flatly.
"Dear gods," Killian finally breathed out.
After the taser's effects wore off and they stopped trembling, both Xander and Ash returned to their human forms. Ash looked ready to vomit. Xander seized my upper arm.
"Heal them," he urged under his breath. "The way you healed me. Prove you're not dangerous."
"I can't," I whispered back, and I meant every word. My power felt completely drained after that explosive burst of light. Whatever energy had lived inside me had been completely exhausted, like a phone battery dying.
