Natasha

Noted.

I focused and pressed my hand against one of them with my will and felt it begin to give way.

It howls bells.

It worked.

It could be done.

Lara and the hunger opened their mouths and screamed.

It came out a double sound precisely in time.

One voice human agonized one utterly alien hair raising.

I eased the focus of my will against the resistance of the hunger.

Slowly I closed the fingers of my right hand, letting the magical energy fade as gradually and gently as I could.

And this is one of those moments where I think that like,

If Jim Butcher were a different writer, a worse writer, maybe even a bad writer, Harry would have simply tried to free her from her hunger there without even asking.

Yeah.

And he doesn't.

I feel that... Obviously, I am very glad that he doesn't.

I don't want that.

I don't think it would have been the right call on any level.

But I could see a certain type of person being like...

yeah, he doesn't need consent for this and it's a demon.

So it's only a good thing that he frees her.