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Suddenly, I heard an explosion. The aquarium burst apart as water shot out of it, shattering the<br />
glass. Pieces of it flew toward me, but I barely noticed. The water coalesced in the air, forming<br />
a lopsided sphere. It began to float. Toward Isaiah. I felt my jaw drop as I stared at it.<br />
He watched it too, more puzzled than scared. At least until it wrapped around his face and<br />
started suffocating him.<br />
Much like the bullets, suffocation wouldn't kill him. But it could cause him a hell of a lot of<br />
discomfort.<br />
His hands flew to his face, desperately trying to "pry" the water away. It was no use. His fingers<br />
simply slipped through. Elena forgot about Mason and jumped to her feet.<br />
"What is it?" she shrieked. She shook him in an equally useless effort to free him. "What's<br />
happening?"<br />
Again, I didn't feel. I acted. My hand closed around a large piece of glass from the broken<br />
aquarium. It was jagged and sharp, cutting into my hand.<br />
Sprinting forward, I plunged the shard into Isaiah's chest, aiming for the heart I'd worked so<br />
hard to find in practice. Isaiah emitted a strangled scream through the water and collapsed to the<br />
floor. His eyes rolled back in his head as he blacked out from the pain.<br />
Elena stared, as shocked as I'd been when Isaiah had killed Mason. Isaiah wasn't dead, of<br />
course, but he was temporarily down for the count. Her face clearly showed she hadn't thought<br />
that was possible.<br />
The smart thing at that point would have been to run toward the door and the sun's safety.<br />
Instead, I ran in the opposite direction, toward the fireplace. I grabbed one of the antique<br />
swords and turned back toward Elena. I didn't have far to go, because she'd recovered herself<br />
and was heading toward me.<br />
Snarling with rage, she tried to grab me. I had never trained with a sword, but I had been taught<br />
to fight with any makeshift weapon I could find. I used the sword to keep distance between us,<br />
my motions clumsy but effective for the time being.<br />
White fangs flashed in her mouth. "I am going to make you—"
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