Chapter 386

SHAWN But I couldn't stop it. Couldn't shove the power back down. It was responding to my anger, to the humiliation, to every insecurity I'd been carrying about whether I belonged here. I tried to pull my hands away from the locker, but the plasma was spreading. The metal was glowing now, heat radiating outward, and I could feel the power building. I was going to explode. Going to release a plasma blast in the middle of the hallway and probably kill half the students in the immediate vicinity. Then something cold hit me. Incredibly, shockingly cold. Liquid nitrogen, I realized distantly. Someone had just doused me with liquid nitrogen. The extreme cold immediately quenched the plasma radiation, the energy dissipating as my body temperature dropped rapidly. The glow faded from my hands, and the power retreated back to wherever it came from when not actively deployed. I stood there, dripping and freezing, staring at the completely destroyed locker. "That was close," a voice said. I turne