Time to put my magic to the test or die trying. Scott worries about my soul. Can you believe that crap? I've killed multiple people because I was too darn stubborn to accept that I was the reincarnated Celtic goddess Brigit, and now, that I've embraced my goddess self, I've figured out how to bring everyone back from the dead, and he's too busy worrying about my soul when what he should be worried about is my boot in his rear end. To make matters...