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This much power combined with the outward force of an explosive—it would level the county. Maybe even the state. Hundreds of thousands of people would be killed.
All for a few Elementals.
Hunter was trying to dial it back, but there was too much. His skin practically glowed. “You’ll die with us,” he said through clenched teeth.
“Of course,” said Jay. “I understand sacrifice. I’m doing what’s right.”
“No,” said Hunter. “I am.”
He jerked his hand out of Michael’s. The cord of power snapped.
A burst of white light exploded from Hunter’s body, taking all the wind and rain and lightning. Power surged outward, over everything. Michael felt it strike his body, healing the damage the Guide had caused. It went farther, finding the earth, the air, the water, an explosion of light and warmth spreading across the peninsula.
For an instant, Michael couldn’t see. He couldn’t feel.
And then he could.
Hunter was gone. Gone. Not lying dead at their feet. Simply gone. The power had torn him apart.
Michael couldn’t breathe. What had Hunter done? What had he done?
The Guide was on the ground across from Michael, struggling to get to his feet. The guns lay on the ground between them. Michael scrambled for one, hoping he’d be faster.
But the Guide’s eyes lit with fury, and he started pulling at something in his waistband. “I can still take some of you with me—”
Michael shot him in the head. The Guide fell.
Then Michael sat there in the sudden silence and waited for his brothers to find him.
CHAPTER 30
Early morning light was breaking across the park. The parking lot was packed with official vehicles: fire trucks, ambulances, police cars, a bomb squad technician—even a van from the FBI.
Hannah hadn’t been able to see Michael or his brothers yet.
She wasn’t sure she wanted to. She had too many questions, and she wasn’t sure she was ready for answers.
She’d seen Michael and Tyler get shot. She’d seen it.
She’d also seen them get off the ground as if it had all been staged. She’d seen Hunter vanish into a burst of white light and heat. A bomb? But no one else had been injured.
And then there was the earthquake damage.
Or the lack thereof.
She sat on the back of an ambulance and studied the ground, which was slowly going from gray to green as sunlight found blades of grass.
Every mark from the earthquake was gone. No ravines. No cracks. Nothing. The grass itself looked lush and full.
“How are you holding up?”
She looked up to find Irish standing in front of her. “I have no idea how to answer that question.”
“Your boyfriend and his brothers are fine.”
“He’s not my boyfriend. I don’t know what he is.”
“I do.”
