A Contract With My Demon
It was an intrusion.
Twelve white drones, shaped like geometric eyes, hovered outside the boardroom. A voice, mechanical and cold, boomed through the desert air.
"Vance & Void Syndicate, you are in violation of the Universal Trade Agreement. Surrender the Subject known as Mia Vance, or we will commence the Deletion of the African Continent."
Vane looked at Elara, a dark, desperate glint in his eyes.
"We can't fight them alone, Elara. Not as humans. Not as demons."