Jace blinked as he opened his eyes. He was not in his garage as he woke up. He was in a dark field of grass. He got up and looked around. There was a faint dirt path at his feet. But he could not see more than a few feet in front of him. He moved in one direction but stopped as he could feel a shiver down his spine.
It was the threat of danger and death. It was not coming from the direction he moved. It came from the other direction. Jace considered it for a second. He could continue in the opposite direction, to the safe path. He could tell that whatever it was would not be able to stop him.
But Jace also knew that the threat of danger and death always led to the same thing. A fight. But something like this, that made his very spine shiver in fear. It meant that there was a powerful foe. Not just someone who he could find the weakness of. But an actual foe who could oppose him.
