Chapter 54

They all laughed again, that same, eerie stereophonic sound. Potbelly crouched down and ran his hands lovingly just outside the edge of the wards.

“I don’t go by any name, not after all that I’ve accomplished.” He gestured to the others. “Or rather, we.”

“But, if it makes you happy,” her seatmate added.

The fainter grinned, her pupils dilating all the way. “Then you can just call us Legion.”

Lily snorted. “Okay, that’s funny. You named yourself after a bunch of discount demons who struggled to possess one person?”

Potbelly shrugged. “It’s all about marketing, sister. But that’s a different kind of Hell.”

“Indeed.” The door had opened, revealing Deacon Osgrove. He walked in while sipping from a bottle of water. The thin man was with him, never more than a footstep behind. “But I’m afraid it’s intermission and I don’t have time to discuss economics with hellspawn today. Succubus, right?”

Lily shrugged. “Come in here and find out.”

“Kinky