Chapter 123

In the end, it was Mike who found the final memory sandwiched between a pair of innocuous ones from Deacon’s childhood. Mike held it over his head and waved it like a banner before slapping it onto the ground where it expanded and covered the space they were in. Lily and Mike now stood in a hospital room, machines beeping ominously as a still figure laid in a nearby bed.

“She’ll be here soon,” said Deacon, then took the figure by the hand. Lily realized that the dying man was none other than Legion. “You know how it is.”

Legion nodded, unable to speak. The tube down his throat was doing all the breathing for him.

“So what happened here?” Mike asked. “I thought you said his demon magic kept him alive?”

“It may have, but he’s still in a human body. Mortals are made of meat, and meat always rots.” She leaned over Legion and sneered. If this weren’t a memory, she would be tempted to strangle him. The edges of this memory were tinged with gold and crimson light, b