97 The fall of the immortals (1)

She couldn't face him when he turned. "Take care."

He knew she wanted to say something else but he nodded and hoped he wouldn't have to ask for her help again.

Following the path he remembered, he reached the flaming door faster than Delaney did.

"So this is what the underworld looks like." He mused. He had heard all about it from Delaney but it still felt strange being here.

"Are you human or ghost?" Came the voice he knew to expect from Delaney's recount.

"Neither. I'm a demon." He decided to mess with whoever was speaking. As expected, he was sorrounded by demons within seconds.

"You are not one of us." One of them charged towards him in an attempt to be intimidating. From Delaney's description, this must be Zzaneth, the bulky demon who appeared strong but ran away with his tail between his legs at the mere appearance of Archer.