![]() ![]() If they’d been able to see the demon, bestial bloodlust rolling off him, they wouldn’t have dared utter a sound. Somewhere near my feet, the men who’d done this to me laughed. The ethereal barrier rippled as he shifted closer, his black stare fixed on me. It bound him to this realm—and protected the humans who had called him here. That line had separated us since I’d first laid eyes on the summoning circle. He crouched at the edge of the gleaming silver line set into the floor. ![]() Sprawled on my stomach, one arm pinned under me, I craned my neck to keep my gaze on the demon. ![]() I was sure I would feel it before I died. Wet blood cooled on my skin, but I felt no pain. I stared into the demon’s obsidian eyes. The organization that regulates mythics and their activities Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations for review purposes. ![]()
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