Book Seven: Chapter 155

“Wretched creature!” Francois whipped his sword across Mike’s torso and, with a dramatic flourish, speared him through the heart.

“Ooh, balls deep,” grunted Mike. “I barely feel--”

Francois slammed his fist into Mike’s head with a sound like cars colliding. The succubus exploded into a cloud of yellow smoke.

“Ah, a shame,” said Francois, choking on the fumes. He coughed and waved his hands. “I knew something felt wrong. It will take more than... a demon’s parlor tricks... to stop me.” He stumbled toward Beth and then clutched his head. “Dreaded...miasma...”

“C’mon,” said Kisa. She grabbed Beth by the hand and the two of them ran toward the lobby. Beth looked over her shoulder at Francois, who was clutching a nearby pillar for support. A dark fluid oozed from his eyes as he let out a scream, forcing Lily’s venom from his body.

Okay, that’s really fucked up. Clearly, the Captain had a few secrets of his own.

Kisa helped Beth sneak past a grou