Chapter 112
The devil cleared his throat. "The trapdoor is practically bleeding darkness. It doesn't look good."
It was just like what I saw in the lake back at the Senate mansion. Paul, in god form, the dimension where he was from leaking out into this one.
"He's trying to take over our dimension," I said. "What do you want to bet if he gets his power back, that's exactly what he'll be able to do?"
Eddie nodded, Cleo still pacing at his side like they were playing a game. "That's kind of what we were thinking too. Luc contained Paul's darkness to the graveyard and put a repellant spell around it so no humans go near it."