"Like I said, I've met things like that before." Saturday is scared, but it's fight-scared, the adrenaline tightness before battle that makes the edges of the world sharp. Only you, and the guy or guys who want you dead. Simple and clean.

"An' it wasn't a spell. Dunno any spells. All my magic is - bodies and fightin'. Whatever your girl does to keep it under wraps, I'm gonna have to just straight up kick its ass til it accepts I'm queen bitch of fuck-you mountain."

She sounds a little more serene about it than she is. It's not a fight she's looking forward to, simply an inevitable one which she is not permitted to lose. Like every other fight in her life, lately.

"I'm still game if you are. Think we ought to tell some of the others, though, people who've got experience with magical bullshit. Kaylin'd be one, her people are way into spirits and the astral if I'm rememberin' right. Never hurts to have a team."