Shadow Wolf
an excerpt

But Zarlic was ready. He had seen the colors and knew what she kept hidden. Probably knew more about it than she did. He didn't even have to say the words. Just thought them as he held his palm up towards it.

The ball responded by hovering in midair. Vesper struggled against the thought, against its power. Her lips parted and formed an O. Her will failing. The ball rushed at her too fast that she had no time to duck as it suddenly opened and sent a bright beam of light. As the beam struck her directly in the chest, Zarlic heard her whisper, "tinkerer."