Page 76 of A Taste of Torment
I step away from the massive bathroom, farther into his bedroom, because for some reason, that feels like the safer place. That shower looks to be made for more than one person to use at a time.
Or maybe that’s just my dirty mind going there.
“What did you want to give me?”
“Right!” Jarron leaps into action and is across the room in an instant. He pulls open the top drawer of the table beside his bed and hands me a narrow black box.
“What’s this?”
“Open it. It’s a gift.”
Frowning, I pull the lid open and gasp at the beautiful black dagger inside. The hilt has a spiraling design, and the blade is shiny black.
“It’s spelled obsidian. It can kill most supernaturals, powerful or not.”
I swallow. “How?”
“You might want to do a little research to fully understand how it affects different supernaturals. To kill a wolf, you’ll need to pierce the heart. But even just a cut will weaken them significantly more than a regular blade. It would render vampires motionless for nearly a minute if you get it deep enough. It won’t affect witches any more than any other material, though.”
“Demons?” I ask, voice thin.
Jarron smirks. “Would you like to try it out?”
I blanch. “You think I want to kill you?”
He chuckles. “It wouldn’t kill me. Even a direct shot to my heart, I could survive. Though, it’d hurt.”
“So, it wouldn’t do anything to you?”
“It would weaken me, but the effects would be limited. You could add additional spells to it, though. Coat it with a potion of some kind. Obsidian takes well to magical influence.”
“How—” I shake my head, realizing how ridiculous of a question this would be to ask Jarron.
“What?”
“How do you kill a demon?” I ask, cheeks reddening. “Not that I’m—”
He steps closer. “No need to explain. It’s a valid question.”
“Okay,” I whisper.
“You’d have to remove the heart completely. Or sever the head.”
I suddenly feel faint at the thought of either of those things.
“Our healing abilities are quite significant, and we can heal from nearly all other injuries. There are many spells and potions that can weaken us, making it easier to do what’s necessary to end our lives. There are also some illnesses that can take us out, and extreme temperatures could do it too.”
“How extreme?”
“Very. At least double the cold or heat it would take to kill a human.”
With deft fingers, he closes the lid over the blade.
“It's not technically allowed." He shrugs. "If you happen to get in trouble with it, call me and I'll clear it up. But feel free to flash it any time someone makes you feel uncomfortable, and definitely if you're ever threatened. It will be intimidating to any wolf or vamp, which is what I most like about it. Only use it if you absolutely must. Oh! And this is for you too.”
He hands me what looks like black ribbon with something attached.
“It’s a thigh holster. You can wear it under your skirt during school.”
