Vanessa and Dickson could both tell from her tone that something had changed.
Lilith brushed her hair back, her eyes cold enough to make the air bite. She exhaled slowly, and the vapor of her breath hung in front of her face. "All right," she said. "Playtime's over."
This time, she moved first.
One blink—and she was gone.
The creature turned, confused for the first time. A sharp crack filled the air, and suddenly it was lifted off the ground as an ice-coated boot smashed into its jaw. The hit was brutal, the kind that could snap a neck. The creature crashed into a wall, the surface exploding with shards of concrete and frost.
Before it could even fall, Lilith was there again. A trail of white mist followed her movements as she appeared midair and slammed both fists down into its chest, freezing the air around her hands in the process. The impact shook the entire vault.
The creature hit the ground hard enough to crack it. It tried to rise, but Lilith didn't give it the chance.
