"I'm not that sure how I did it in the first place!" There'd been on demon blood. He knew all too well what that hit felt like. The Yetis and elves hadn't served anything that made him crave it...

His mind finally flashed back to something Katherine had said earlier. That, as myth spirits in this world, they now had powers as well. He hadn't thought much about it, really, but apparently this was what she meant. At least if they had to give him powers, they were powers that didn't hurt him. Not like the visions had.

Sam took a breath and let it out as slowly as he could, trying to summon up what Ruby had taught him about controlling this portion of his old powers. Much as he hated Ruby and what she'd done to him, at least it might come in handy. It didn't come quite as easily this time, but it did come, Sam holding out his arm to push the fearlings back.

They were in danger and they were fighting. The adrenaline was still there, at least.