Page 22 of Demon's Obsession

Merihem’s eyes opened. They were black and sat in his deep red skinned face, they were as scary as the black pit of hell. “She’s in the Dusken part of the realm.”

“Fuck!” Luka moaned in complaint.

Berna shook his head. “That’s not good, man.”

“Shut up,” Christa snapped, her demon emerging. She was as tall as her brothers, only more slender in the body, and her hair reached her ass, flowing over her breasts. “Can you pinpoint her?”

“Yes. There are about twenty others with her.” Merihem’s eyes became unfathomable pools. “Guards, I suspect by the formation of them.”

“Battle stance?” Dakata asked when Silas made a sound of distress.

“Yes.” Merihem closed his eyes once more, and his hands parted, there in the space between them sat what he could see. It was as impressive no matter how many times Dakata witnessed it.

His ability to use his vision to project what he could see between the force of his hands was a talent only two other demons, as far as Dakata was aware, had.

Silas stepped closer, his hand reaching out. “No,” Dakata murmured. “It’s harmful to touch.

Luka, Christa, and Berna came closer, looking at the image.

“Isn’t that Rainar?” Christa spat, pointing at the vision of the biggest demon closest to Wanda, her own eyes darkening in fury.

“It appears so,” Dakata had several run-ins with the other demon in their realm and the human one. Rainar was nowhere near as successful as Dakata. Something the other demon always blamed Dakata for, when it was him who was the lazy one who always took the easy way out.

Attempting to take Dakata’s blissful one appeared to be the easy way. Little did Rainar know his actions this time were going to end him.

Which meant a tweak in Dakata’s plans. “Silas, you stay here—”

“I don’t think so.” Silas gave Dakata a look that suggested he’d be spending precious hours wasting his time and energy if heargued. “She’ll need me, so I’m coming.” He looked so angelic, yet the steel-will was what Dakata and his demon could feel.

“That told you,” laughed Berna.

“Fuck off.” He scowled at Berna, at the same time reaching to take Silas’s hand. “Do not leave my side.” One look at Merihem and his friend nodded, a look of understanding flowing between them as they held eye contact.

With his back covered, Dakata breathed a little easier. “We need to do a four point attack. I’ll take out Rainar while Silas grabs his sister. Merihem, once Silas has Wanda, would you send them straight back to the forest? You know the location.”

At the collective agreement, his demon focused on where they needed to go. The worst part of the realm. It was a place no decent demon went.

There in the shady darkness, the stench of sulfur, blood, lust, and death permeated the dank air. Silas made a noise in the back of his throat that was pure distress, although he swallowed it quickly. Dakata’s rage increased at their blissful one having to be subjected to a scene so far removed from the cleanliness of the forest. He searched the darkness, ignoring the laughter and comments of the unsuspecting.

Once he clocked where everyone was, Dakata’s demon took full charge. He didn’t roar like he wanted to, instead he crept silently with Silas clutching his hand. There was regret at what their blissful one was going to witness, but there was nothing else for it. Dakata’s demon would never settle for anything less thandeath.

Within inches of the first guard, Dakata let go of Silas’s hand and tucked it into his pant’s pocket.Hold on.

Ohhh.

Fingers clutched at his pocket, and a millisecond later Dakata broke the neck of the first guard. He wanted to drop him like thesack of shit he was, but he didn’t, lowering him silently to the floor instead.

He did this three more times before they got close to the door of the rundown building with black painted windows that attempted to hide what went on inside. Blood and scat play by the smells of it. The cries that came through the cracks in the wood didn’t sound like enjoyment.

Dakata’s demon was wild with his rage when he scented blood that smelled similar to Silas’s. His blissful one must have smelled it, too, because before he could bust through the door, Silas had. His bow and arrow aimed true, the arrow sailed through the air, hitting its target directly in the eye.

His demon applauded even when he felt Silas’s sadness at killing a living creature.You have ridden the world of evil, my blissful one.

There was no response as Silas fired two more arrows before running and leaping over furniture to reach the bleeding dryad slumped and tied to a chair in the center of the filthy room.

Merihem stormed into the room, blood running down his torso, quickly followed by Christa and his brothers. They formed a battle formation around Merihem, Silas, and Wanda as more demons poured into the room with Rainar right behind them.

“Get them out of here,” Dakata’s demon hissed.