Page 5 of Absolved In Death

She’s in danger!

Where is she?!

How can you get her pregnant if you can’t find her!

Guys, shut the fuck up!I mentally shouted at them. Once they fell silent, I focused on our mental link. It wasn’t off…but it was filled with static.

A-A-rrrrrrrrr–lp!It sounded like her voice, but I wasn’t sure what she was saying.

“I’m getting bits and pieces, but nothing concrete,” I reported. “You?”

“Nothing.” Desmond turned, looking over hundreds of troops, his normally stoic face an eruption of terror.

We lost our Diana. The guys. Judas. My favorite FIL.

A thunderous crash rang out through the auditorium, plunging us into darkness. Grunts, screams, and thezingof magic sounded as the smell of sulfur assaulted my senses. I casted a huge fire orb toward the ceiling, illuminating the entire room. Red’s soldiers, complete with their tacky red uniforms, attacked from all angles. The fighting called to the part of me that craved violence and thrived on chaos–who had no issue bathing in his enemies’ blood and painting the streets red with it afterward.

Game time!Voice rasped.

“Fuck yeah!” I screamed back, ignoring the odd look from Desmond as I gripped my spear.

Desmond shifted to his full demon form, his clothes shredding and falling to the floor. His red skin was taut over his bulging muscles and his black horns shone in the orb light. And his wings? They were fully spread and tight with tension. Shadows wisped around his groin, covering all his good bits. He looked lethal…and hot as fuck.

This isn’t the time to drool over Desmond,Voice reminded me.Get your ass out there and fuck some shit up. Then we gotta get our girl!

The crack of Desmond’s wings expanding snapped me out of my admiration. He flew out over the crowd of fighters, hovering toward the chapel ceiling. His red magic glimmered as he casted a shield to deflect attacks.

I magically amplified my voice loud enough to ring through the entire room so I could guide my troops.“SECURITY BREACH. TAKE NO PRISONERS!”

I sped into the frey at Greek god speed, zooming through the fighting to look for someone who needed help. The first degenerate intruder I encountered was a shifted werewolf. He stood over one of The Morrigan’s crow shifters, his fur and claws damp with blood. I pulled his tail, bringing him to the floor and plunging my spear into his throat. Snapping his head off was effortless. I set it on fire and spelled it to take down our enemies before boomeranging it around the room. Each soldier it touched burst into flames, their corpses crumbling to ash.

Fuck yeah, I see you A-Bomb,Desmond linked me.

As he flew over the battle, his shadows blanketed the fighting below, like a rolling fog, invading the noses and mouths of Red’s troops before suffocating them. His shadow magic may have been unpredictable, but it waskilling itright now.

Oh, I see what you did there,Voice chuckled.The shadows are actually killing people.

A bog witch ran up to me and casted a swirling orb of power in my direction. She probably thought it would hit me, and she’d be the lucky duck who finally took out the God of War.Wrong. I caught it with one hand, set it on fire, and threw it at her. She ran, making it a whole one hundred feet before it engulfed her in flames.

On the far side of the room I saw my brother, Apollo, shining his blinding light straight into a lizard shifter’s face. The light intensified, causing his head to implode.

Where are Angela, Charlie, and Nonna?I linked him while skewering a couple of moon people with my spear.

I faded them out as soon as the light went out. They’re secure in their suite,he assured me. I loved my new family, but held a special place in my heart for my new grandmother. Nonna–and her meatballs—were a gift to this earth, and she needed to be protected at all costs.

I dropped enemy after enemy, until my entire body was splattered with blood and body chunks. I didn’t see Red. Either he wasn’t here, or he was somewhere else on the compound.

Have you seen Red?I linked Desmond.

He landed next to me before spidering his shadows to every corner of the room. They snaked out the door, up the walls, and through the air vents.

“He was here, I can feel some of his residual magic. But I don’t feel his presence anymore.”

“The only way he got in here was the rat. Whoever it is, they’re still on the compound…”

After what happened to the Costa Casino and the multiple attacks on the compound, Judas had assembled a team of experts to magically secure this place against the rat. We were on the team, and I could vouch it was tighter than a nun’s asshole.

How do you know how tight a nun’s asshole is?Voice sounded curious, with a tinge of mild disgust.

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