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Everyone who wasn’t on my side laughed on cue, though some laughter sounded a bit nervous and accommodating.
“Hmm.” I tilted my head. “I see, your queen sent some small-time demonic comedians to Shades Academy. I don’t think you’ll make it in this business. The market is very tough now.”
Shocked gasps rose from the crowd. No one dared to disrespect the Queen of the Underworld, even if she wasn’t around.
“Watch your fucking mouth, little cunt!” the demon bellowed, slashing his claws toward me.
I had already dropped to the desk, my hands planting on the smooth surface as anchors, my feet kicking out and making hard contact with his jaw from the side to avoid booting Jinx.
The demon boy had to drop Jinx as his head snapped back from the impact, a shocked look flashing in his dark red eyes before rage clouded them.
Jinx rolled away.
I flew into the air—an impossible acrobatic move for the untrained—and grabbed the horn of his bronze-skinned friend. While the bronze-skinned demon shrieked in pain, since horns were one of the most sensitive parts of a demon, I used his brown horn as a prop for a roundhouse kick to the throat of his pal.
They might be strong and fast, but I was better.
The third demon crashed into the crowd, which parted in time to let him fly by, thanks to their supernatural reflexes. He collided with a desk, shattering it, and dropped to the ground, groaning in pain. No dignity.
These demons, though tougher than other supernaturals, were easier to hurt than their beastly brethren due to their humanoid forms. But then, their queen wouldn’t send beasts to Shades Academy, would she, if she cared about public opinion?
The supernaturals in Mist of Cinder might be savages, but they still wanted to maintain the appearance of civilization.
Two demons lunged at me, their prolonged claws slicing toward my neck for the kill. I leapt away, but the third demon got me with his fangs, piercing my left shoulder.
I pulled back and rolled to the other side of the desk. Pain bloomed in me. Sy hissed, sucked the pain into her, and pumped her strength into me.
The other geeks rushed to help Jinx, Wyatt, and Drusilla get to their feet and then brought them to stand on the other side of the desk, flanking me.
Everyone tensed and sniffed as I bled; my blood was powerful, and its potent scent permeated the air.
Drusilla jumped to the desk and stood by my side. I turned at an angle, not wanting to give her my back while I still faced the demons and Medea’s goons. If she used this opportunity to lunge at me, I’d kick her harder than she could take and return her to her former demon captor.
“I’m not your enemy, Barbie,” Drusilla said over my wary glance. “I never was. I’m sorry for joining them to beat you up last time.”
She tore off the sleeve of her uniform and jerked her chin at my wounded shoulder. There were vampires in the room, and she knew how enticing my blood was to them.
I gave her a thankful nod, and she moved closer to me and wrapped the makeshift bandage around my shoulder to stop the bleeding. With her vampire speed, it took her a couple of seconds to get the job done.
Drusilla nodded at me and slid off the desk, not wanting to hinder my fight.
The demons’ stunned, enraged looks never left me. This was our first fight. They hadn’t expected a doll-looking chick with ridiculous golden curls to have that kind of speed and strength.
A goddess versus demons. It’s barely a fair fight! a voice chimed in my head, then my ghost familiar appeared by my side, though no one could see him.
He scanned the hall, grinning ear-to-ear, loving all the bloodlust and anger and fear in the hall.
I haven’t come to Clockwork for two centuries, he said. Not much has changed. Immortals!
I’m busy here, Pucker.
I can see that, my dear girl, he said. I had to zip here in fast and furious style.
You should’ve brought my Deathsong, I said.
If I’d gone solid, I wouldn’t have been able to get here in time to watch this, he said. That sentient blade gives me the creeps. The other day it told me it needs to murder more people.
Let me wrap this up, I told Pucker.
