I now had more power than I'd started out with, but most of the epic stuff had been nulled for good in the Tomb. There was no longer any sweet rush of divinity as I became one with the cosmos. That sense of absolute power had faded to a dream-like quality and with it any certainty that I would ever truly be safe again. I'd barely escaped my human captor, what hope did I have now that Satan was after me?
Magic cascaded out of me and cracked the glass door beneath the smudges of my fingerprints.
I stepped into the shower before I brought the whole place down, turning my face into the spray - and lasted three seconds before I began to hyperventilate, memories of the waterboarding overwhelming me.
Stepping back, I took a deep breath, completely filling my lungs before exhaling slowly.
The rabbi wasn't going to wreck showers for me. He wasn't going to wreck any part of my life. None of them were.