Book Eight: Chapter 5

The cutlery turned around and flexed its tines, ready to leap at the banshee again. Mike made a finger gun and blasted it with electrical energy, which sent it skittering across the concrete floor.

“There’s always one,” muttered Kisa as she ran over to collect it. “I wish Ratu had been able to break these all down.”

“Yeah, but that would mean releasing their spirits.” Mike held his hand out for the fork and took it from Kisa. While many of the dangerous objects in the Vault had been identified and broken down, the ones possessed by various entities were the exception. Those required far more care and there often wasn’t an easy solution, which meant they remained in the Vault. “We don’t quite have an answer for that yet.”

“And the ones who are here are too powerful to be forced to move on,” Cecilia added. “Or have nowhere to move on to.”

Mike nodded, then put the fork back in a small chest that contained the rest of the silverware set. The demonic entity in th