"Damn you, demon boy! Why did you have to get shot?" I rolled my eyes. "You know your kind doesn't heal quickly," he continued, but I managed to stand up.
The commotion nearby grew louder. "Get them!" a voice shouted, pointing at us. "We have to run," Thane urged, and we took off.
**
Now, with the spell book in Xeridia, I can smell the war brewing between witches and demons. And I'm certain the witches will emerge victorious, with our help, of course. You see, we demons have a secret: we'll be helping the witches steal the spell book. It's the perfect opportunity for us to rebel against our oppressors and join forces with the one species that's ever shown us kindness.
Under the rain of seduction. New story alert
