“Yeah, it does. A hex? Yeah.” Summer blew out a matching sigh. “It would have to be almighty powerful, but if a hex could take one of you down, then properly amplified it could cover a huge area.” She rubbed at her forehead. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and bet that the reason I was knocked flat, and why I have such a /fucking/ headache, is that I was near ground zero when it went off.”Vex nodded at that, a bit disoriented as he thought the situation over. “I s’ppose you’re right. But who around ‘ere is powerful enough to do that?” he asked with a frown of concern. “Nobody I know, not that would do it.” Letting out an annoyed mutter that didn’t really have words, he flopped onto the ground, starring up at her apartment’s ceiling. He put his hand up and flicked it with a frown, waiting for a spark, a jolt, something that showed that his power was still there…but there was nothing.
“Then it’s not someone from around here.” That seemed perfectly logical to her. “It might pass. We might wake up tomorrow and be fine.” She swung her foot and hit him in the side. “Stop that. When am I allowed to take this thing out?”