Page 73 of Reaping Demons


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The demon lifted the knife over me and chanted some more as the moonlight glinted off the blade.

I could have shivered in fear. Instead, I babbled. “You know, instead of freeing Moloch and letting him be the hot shot on Earth, you could instead leave him in his prison. That would then make you the biggest and baddest demon in existence.”

“Moloch has promised me more power,” hissed the demon.

“Assuming he doesn’t turn on you,” I countered.

“Silence.” The fat bastard didn’t touch me, and yet I felt a weight on my mouth as if a hand covered it.

Fucker used magic on me.

There went my last method of fighting. Bound, gagged, and my rescuers useless, what was a girl to do? The demon had begun chanting again and held the dagger over me, ready to start slicing. A dagger that would soon be the death of me.

Would I be brave in the end? Or would I blubber, albeit silently, for mercy?

Use your magic.

The sudden suggestion didn’t sound like my inner voice.

You need to act, or all will be lost.

Who is this?

Someone who doesn’t want you to fail.

My head turned, and I saw Cain eyeing me intently. Was he trying to talk to me in my mind? It didn’t sound like him. For one, it lacked insult.

You don’t have time for this. Use your magic.

I can’t. How could I do anything with my hands bound?

Magic doesn’t need gestures. It comes from within.

Good to know, but it still didn’t help. I had no idea how to access it, and even if I did, what would I do with it? I highly doubted my untrained, cowardly butt had the ability to go against an obviously experienced wizard.

Have faith.

Faith in what? My ability to make things worse?

I’d prefer a quick death than one rife with pain should I piss him off.

Start small. Remove your gag.

As if I hadn’t been trying to spit it out. Whatever magic the demon used on me didn’t budge.

You must try.

I am.

Try harder, insisted my annoying inner voice. As if I wanted this to happen. I didn’t. I wanted to be free. Wanted to scream.

The fat fuck suddenly heaved in a breath and horked.

A great big gob of slime right between my naked tits.

Disgust and rage exploded within. I screamed, “It’s bad enough you’re going to murder me. Keep your nasty fucking snot to yourself.”

I don’t know who was more surprised I’d managed to free my voice. Me or the demon wizard.

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