Chapter 97 - Devin

I immediately know when Lucifer has been slain. We all do. There’s a power in the air that just dissipates. It’s there one second and then it’s gone.

And then the enemy either surrender or run away, dropping their weapons as they go.

Oh, there are a few die hard proponents of what Lucifer was trying to do, but they don’t last long. They are quickly overrun by fae, witches, wolves, shifters, supernaturals, or angels.

Within an hour of Lucifer’s death, all of the fighting is done and the medics have flooded the field.

Gods and goddesses either heal right there on the field or teleport those that need immediate medical attention to the surgery tents.

Arya and I quickly turn to the Elite and pups’ mates, and our friends.

“Summer! Jared!” Arya says, looking up from healing a nasty bite to Tomas’s leg that is already showing signs of infection.

“Here!” Summer shouts out in a pained voice. I turn to see