Page 497 of Axis of Fire

Its entire body jerked.

Slowly...

it began to blink.

Its pupils hadn't returned yet, but there was no mistaking it now.

Consciousness was coming back.

Life was returning to its face.

I immediately reached for my magic again.

This time, it answered.

Its familiar, bright voice rang clearly inside me.

But what could I possibly do?

Would poison even affect a demon?

My eyes desperately searched every inch of its body.

I had never studied demonology.

I had no idea how creatures like this were supposed to be killed.

Aaron had been our only hope.

Had been.

It took everything I had not to look back at the body lying on the ground—the one that had been alive only minutes ago.

Cloudy yellow pupils slowly began to form in the demon's eyes.

What would happen once it fully regained consciousness?

Then what?

We didn't have a plan.

We had no idea how to stop it.

Or what other abilities might be hiding beneath that deceptively fragile body.

As those thoughts raced through my mind once more, my gaze shifted past the demon to Rosalie.

She had managed to straighten up, but her face was still deathly pale.

I stepped closer and gently nudged Rosalie with my elbow.

She looked at me, confusion written all over her face.

Slowly, exaggerating every word, I mouthed what I wanted to say, hoping she'd read my lips.

Azalia and Taylor couldn't keep the demon occupied forever.

The next move had to be ours.