Don't feed it

"Is something wrong?" Salma queried, confused as to why Celeste was outside instead of inside the house. She was sure she had seen her enter the house when they arrived.

"Nothing. I just got worried. It's been twenty minutes already. I didn't know it would take that long." Celeste responded, putting their minds at ease. "Is it done?"

Salma nodded enthusiastically. "You didn't notice?"

"You don't look diff— oh, wait... There's this subtle glow around you and that air of confidence has doubled." Celeste noted and Salma beamed. 

"I feel great. I can't believe I've been living without my abilities for such a long time. It's quite scary now that I think of it." She threw her hands in the air and laughed out loud, her feet taking determined steps, only to stop when she was right in front of Celeste. "I'm back, baby. Nobody is gonna mess with you anymore. Unless they want a piece of me."