Chapter 337
The fire winked out.
Malik stood there once more, not a trace of soot on him. "When this is over, I'll kill you for your role in her death."
"Yeah, yeah." Good luck getting near me if I have the ring. Oh, shit. That was kind of Gollumy. I cradled my injured leg. "First, get me Polysporin and a fuckton of painkillers."
"And then?" Rohan helped me up, supporting my weight.
"We need a plan to collect Satan's blood before we kill him." That would work for the purification ritual and I wouldn't need much because he was so strong.
"Are you insane?" Rohan and Malik said in unison.
"In sync already." I high-fived both of them, though it was more of a high-two-and-a-half since they didn't reciprocate. "Go team."
Unfortunately, a solid plot to exsanguinate the head honcho demon before assassinating him was trickier than it sounded, and apparently, was not to be completed in the span of one afternoon.