Attuned to the astral, Glover could see the energy gather around David before bursing forth to strike the thing. The glittering darkness of the monster’s aura absorbed the power, swallowing the bright beam as if it had never been. Glover’s mouth went dry. Young Neville was a prig and a snob, but he had power and had specialized in dealing with astral entities. Glover had seen him dismiss unruly spirits often enough. Whatever this was. it already had power enough to resist him.