Mab sighed. Her face went pale and her exes widened.
"You saw it?"
The voice came from right behind her.
"Yes", she murmured and turned around, still weakened by the vision the oldest member of her Council had just shown her.
Nick touched her forehead while she was liing in bed. "Damn, Doctor, she's getting hotter every second... What's going on?" Doctor Marina Petrovic shaked her head slowly. "I don't know. There's nothing explaining her sickness." "Maybe... the iron death is coming back?!" "No...
The fight was over. All aliens, the Banshees, the Vampires and the Lycanthropes were gone. Only Nick and Sh’lainn were still standing on the cliff, watching the sunrise. The other agents had already left them an hour ago and everything seemed to be like a dream.