CHAPTER TWELVE

    You would think after days of Mama Owen’s relentless training, I would know what to do but I shrieked. Demon-Sam grabbed me by the neck, lifting me off the ground and slammed me into a tree. My back shuddered with pain at the impact. I fell limp in her hands as she lifted me again and threw me. I crashed to the ground and rolled until I collided with a tree bark. 

“Ugh!” I moaned. My face felt warm as blood trickled down my face. The ground trembled as I felt her advance on me again. Was this how it would end? Mama Owen’s potion mixing for demon banishment would be futile at this point. I struggled to remember the spell from my mother’s spell book. 

Demon-Sam picked me up again and licked her lips. Her fangs drew longer as the veins on her face grew bluish-purple. 

“Apage daemon. Ad infernum reverteris,” I sputtered and weakly gra