Chapter 111

"Please…" Ridiculously, the demon tried to drag himself across the floor. "I said nothing, I swear... please."

Jasmine followed his painful path, kicking him in the side. "So a clueless witch barely out of diapers managed to outwit a centuries-old demon?"

Swiveling into a ball, Garnarld managed to gather enough balls to glare at her.

"She also managed to get past four of your demons." Jasmine stilled, distracted by an immediate, unpleasant thought.

"Yes, she did," she said slowly. "And her scent wasn’t outside the building. Why?"

There was a long pause as Garnarld attempted to breathe with his collapsed lung.

"Maybe she’s found her own amulet of her own," he at last panted. "Maybe?"

"Or take mine," Jasmine roared, her eyes glowing in the dark as she considered the various likelihoods. "Of course, all she really needed was to get her cheap little hands on one of the amulets."

Garnarld snorted as he received another kick to the head. "Why are y