Broken Night
The stick's head was carved into the shape of a black widow, its deadly hourglass painted red making it stand out against the stark silver.
“You have endangered us all,” The man seethed. His voice was calm, sweet even, but the ex Emily thing knew that was just a mask. Her overlord was livid. “Your dalliances in the mortal world have drawn unwanted attention to us.”
“Others have crossed the veil before,” The demon complained, trying to screw up as much defiance as she was able, though she was too frightened to bring up much.
“Others have had good reasons. You were simply… bored...?”
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