As soon as the storm had started and they had started falling, even Witch's unimaginable power around them, Daemon went cold. His black slammed around him as he got to his feet, grunting some from the impact of his body hitting the ground.
He looked around the area they had landed when he heard the shriek. He spun around and managed to keep his jaw from falling open as he saw Rose. Really saw her. She was corporeal and older.