Shandra didn't know what to look at first.The chains that held Eluna's arms and legs.The deplorable state of not only her clothes, but also her hair and face.Or the fact that she was not a demon.In the last few months of her life, Shandra had not only met two powerful demons who had sworn to protect her, one as her boyfriend and the other as her friend (and brother-in-law), but she had also become actively involved in the magical world. That, she knew, was formally the fiancée or ex-fiancée of her current boyfriend. The woman facing her had been kidnapped, injured and tortured, and needed help.But even so, it was almost impossible not to feel the tension in the air, to know that, sooner or later, she and Sam would come face to face... And they would have to explain themselves.The girl took a step toward her, sheathing her sword. Eluna's eyes squeezed shut, as if she couldn't see her very well:"Who are you?"The voice of Sam's betrothed was low and weak, but one could tell th
Shandra and Eluna freeze in place, staring at Desmon with expressions of shock and concern. The tall, very strong, imposing-looking angel with gold-colored skin and gray eyes blinks, looking from one to the other. It looked as if it had found a valuable treasure."Desmon...," mutters Eluna, her voice shaky.Desmon slowly moves toward them, his heavy footsteps echoing in the shed. He watches the keys in Shandra's hands with a look of disdain."Did you think it would be that easy, my dear?" he laughs, a sound that echoes in the room and sends shivers down the spines of the two young women. "From the moment I looked into your little face, I knew you were nothing like you said. Your strange smell caught my attention too, you know?"Shandra tightly clenches the keys in her hand, her expression determined."No matter what you do, we will not allow you to stop us," she declares, raising her head bravely.Eluna, despite the fear visible in her eyes, also stands firm."You cannot and will not
Iuna lets out a cry of agony as Desmon's axe penetrates her body. She falls to her knees, her eyes filled with tears of pain and shock. Shandra, even though wounded, cries out in anguish as she witnesses the attack on her friend.Desmon removes the axe from Eluna's body, smiling with satisfaction. He watches the two young women fallen before him, wounded and vulnerable."Now you will learn the price of defying a fallen angel," Desmon says, his voice full of disdain and triumph.Shandra, despite having to hold her own pain steady, struggles to stand up. She stares at Desmon with determination."You won't win," she says, her voice embittered with pain. "Who do you think you are? Some god, by any chance? I think it's good to get off that pedestal while you're facing me."Desmon laughs, a cold, cruel laugh."Listen here, you insignificant thing. Despite the many tricks, which I must say are extremely boring and tedious, none of you are pariahs to me.The sooner you accept certain defeat, t
Pandemonium. This was the word that rang alarm bells in Shandra's mind as she ran desperately through the dank and dingy underground corridors of the dreadful place.She heard the distinctive noise of a tremor; strong vibrations that seemed to come from the ceiling. An earthquake? No. Probably some kind of riot. Could it really be that a fantastic battle was going on?She wanted to ask Sam something, anything so she could get more situated about what was waiting for her when they got out of that hellish maze of stairs and doors leading to empty, forgotten rooms, but she didn't ask. The escape was more important.Eluna also seemed to desperately want to talk to Sam, her eyes bright and tear-filled. How long had she dreamed of this? The girl didn't want to, but seeing all that joy on the face of Sam's former fiancée made her truly jealous.They walked up a flight of stairs so quickly and ungracefully that the girl tripped over a step. Before she actually lost her balance, however, Sam