"Nonononononono!" Karla cried out, flinging herself at Tahiri. "Don't listen, don't give up! They've done something, that's not you, it isn't."

Karla was starting to get an idea of what that second psychic scent was. It was a horrifying, sickening idea, but an idea. And, if she was right, it probably could be fixed. But it would be a long, slow process. These creatures had broken Tahiri and begun to remake part of her, like potters with clay.

*I know you now* she sent on a psychic thread aimed directly at that second thread, at Riina. She bypassed Tahiri entirely. *Your days are numbered, bitch.*

Of course, there was only one problem. There was no way in Hell she could destroy Riina. Doing so would probably kill Tahiri.