"What we hold here by faith, shall there be seen,
not demonstrated but directly known,
even as the first truth that man believes."
-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
As soon as Alexis was gone, my power exploded. Emotional pain radiated through my body, injecting my heart with venom. The stranger had me pinned down to the wooden door of a caravan, but that didn't matter. Seeing my daughter gone shattered my energy. I was broken, screaming at the top of my lungs, and kicking the demon that prevented me from rescuing her as hard as I could. His charm was broken and his body went flying upwards. A moment later he slammed through the wooden walls of another caravan, landing on his back. Somewhere at the back of my head, I realised that Alexis had won. She got to Summer before me.