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Nope, they were people. Cultists—excited, purpose-filled ones, looking at my truck come down the street.

Oh man. There were way more cultists than I thought…

What if I captured Seraphus and still had to fight these maniacs?

And these people were probably next level. And I’d been thinking about them since I realized that my parents were one of their ranks. These were people who had seen magic. They’d probably seen Seraphus cause unanswerable wonders. They believed him. They had seen him do his thing with their own eyes. Generation after generation, keeping secrets and seeing what had to have been some pretty amazing shit for a mortal to see.

I stopped the truck, Siri informing me that I’d reached my destination with about five minutes to spare, and I climbed out and into the rain.

I was going to just sit there and collect my thoughts, but honestly the longer I sat in that car seat, the more frightened I was getting. The only thing I could become was even more worked-up.

I could tell the lines of cultists were looking at me, despite the fact that they wore masks that completely obscured their faces, making them all look like reapers. Blackness could only be seen under their hoods.

I shook my head, letting the water pelt down on me.

Seraphus was sitting outside a store, one called ‘Little Mama’s Boutique’, on a swinging bench, protected by the rain from a porch above.

I knew him because of his eyes.

White, like mine. Glistening and glittering like beautiful opals, sitting in a handsome face that had dark hair. He was wearing an expensive suit.

He smiled at me as I approached. “Daughter,” he greeted above the sound of pattering rain.

I shivered and curled my lip. “I wouldn’t be proud of it if I were you. You’re a disgusting creature.”

He didn’t even flinch. “You have some sass to you. How have your dragons even managed?” he asked me with a smile. I think he was trying to poke fun, as if just mentioning that I was with dragons should be gross.

It was not gross. They were handsome as fuck and probably on their way here right now.

“Where’s my brother?” I asked frankly.

“Inside, fine. I’m not a monster. And he is kin. I think I’ll heal him up at the end of this once I reach full power. It’s nice to have family around, isn’t it?” His smile was toothy and frightening, but I could still comprehend his words somewhat.

I blinked slowly. “You can heal him?”

He shrugged. “At full power? There’s not much I won’t be able to do. I’ll make this realm everything it should have ever been.”

“You’re a gross fantasist,” I said. Normally I liked fantasists, but he was criminally insane. Insane enough to breed his own family members to have me born to begin with.

“Buckle up, Zazie,” he groaned, like I was being a naive child. “You can’t make an omelet without breaking a few eggs.”

“Not so comforting for the eggs,” I assured him frankly, fisting the diamonds in my pocket.

He nodded. “I guess not. Here, let’s get to business, shall we? My people are getting wet.” He stood up from his seat and came towards me.

I reached out with my diamonds and jabbed them into his chest.

There was a blinding light, a numbing electricity seeped in and sparked around us, a fiery warmth bloomed.

And then it fizzled. Seraphus’ laughter suddenly rang out.

“How weak do you think I am?” he asked when he saw me looking down at the diamonds in disappointed horror. “Do you think someone as powerful as me can get captured into stone?”

Ohhhh shit.

He stepped forward, put his hands around me, and I tried to back up.

That was when a demon ripped through the window, with a sword drawn, and he was heading right for me.

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