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“In that case, I hope you at least came armed with more than your charming wit and that adorable knife. More beasts are closing in on us.”
Grace’s lip twitched at the word ‘adorable’, but she unhooked a weapon from her back. It was an enormous trident glowing with purple magic, sizzling with telekinetic energy. “You should know by now, Faris. I always come prepared to fight.”
An odd look crossed Faris’s face, one I had never seen there before. One that I hardly recognized hidden beneath the smug mask of divine arrogance. Humor? Yes, humor. Something Grace had said amused him.
“I’m glad that you two have made up,” I said, allowing my sarcasm to seep through. “So now we can deal with the actual problem.”
A second army of flying rats had arrived, and they were even bigger and uglier than the previous ones. Their fur was bright green, like acid, and their eyes were as black as tar. I fought off the monsters, my god father and demon mother by my side.
But even working together, we weren’t making a dent in their numbers. In fact, there were more of them here than ever before. And the monsters just kept coming.
I had to hand it to Faris and Grace. They were lousy parents but excellent warriors. They cut the beasts down like they were nothing at all.
A flash from Sierra’s past hit me. I saw her fighting monsters. Monsters just like these. The vision froze me for a moment. I blinked, trying to pull myself back to the present.
The first thing I saw back in my own time was a monster jumping at me. Faster than I could think, Grace had thrown herself between me and the winged rat. She extended her hand toward the beast. I could feel a buildup of combined telepathic and telekinetic energy all around us.
The monster froze in place. It was just stuck there, mid-air, its body frozen by telekinetic magic, its mind crippled by her telepathic attack. Then Grace cut her trident, burning with magic, across the immobile beast, slaying it.
Her attack brought an old question to the forefront of my mind. “Why don’t gods and demons have the magic of telepathy naturally? Why did you have to breed it into yourselves?”
“Because the Immortals were power-hungry fools,” Faris replied.
I didn’t even try to hide my smirk. “That assessment means a lot coming from you, Faris.”
Grace was more serious. “The Immortals didn’t want to give us the power to read their minds,” she explained.
“Why not?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” said Faris. “The Immortals were hiding something from us. And from them.” He pointed at Grace.
“Both gods and demons have spent centuries trying to figure out what it is the Immortals were hiding,” she said.
“And have you learned anything?”
“No. But I will.” Faris’s voice was determined—and dangerous.
“I’ve managed to open the lock on this door,” Gin announced.
I patted her on the back. “Great job.”
I gripped the handle. The others stepped back to make room for me to open the door. Once open, I could see a curtain of glowing magic in the doorway. I poked the curtain with my finger. It felt like touching liquid caramel.
There was a growl and a scream from behind. I spun around to watch a final flying rat burst onto the scene out of nowhere. The monster jumped on Gin, throwing her to the ground.
Grace hit the winged rat with a spell, shattering it to pieces. Tessa rushed over to Gin. She set her hand on Gin’s bloody throat.
Tessa looked up from our sister’s motionless body. “She’s dead,” she declared, her eyes wide. “Gin is dead.”
