Well, we kill 'em? We're not all shit worthless without a weapon, you know. [Zach grins as he goes to demonstrate, and then stops suddenly, looking around as though the cause must lie in sight.] What the fuck? I can't... my shadows aren't working.

[He tries again to be sure, reaching for that skill that's been a part of him for so long, that's never been out of reach. Nothing, and Zach reddens with anger and shock, voice rising.] What the fuck?! I can't fucking do it!