“I didn’t need help. I took care of it like any other patient. Silverworm to numb the pain, a little distraction, a sharp tug—and it’s done.” I smirked. “Just like magic.” Her head cocked. “And you’re sure the bone set?” “I’m trying not to be insulted, Maura.” “It’s just...” She trailed off, frowning. “Descended bones are strong. Stronger even than iron. Mortals don’t have the strength to move them.” That couldn’t be right. I had clearly felt the girl’s bone shift under my hands and heard the crunch as it slid into place. “Perhaps it’s easier with the young ones,” I guessed. Maura shook her
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you just did a thing you weren't really supposed to be capable of...definitely a sign of things to come.
