Chapter Seventeen

For years, demons have walked the Earth; each more ambitious than the next. Legend has it that there was once a demon who made a deal with Lucifer himself. That demon sought to conquer everything and everyone. Even his own kind. He forfeited what was left of his soul, his entire humanity for a special poison. The kind of poison that only he could possess. The devil gave him the gift of poisonous blood. Such a poison could destroy a demon inside out if used properly. It drove him insane. His blood was not only one of the few things that could severely hurt or even kill a demon, but it was slowly killing him from the inside out.

As Anna stared at the vial in the hands of her captors, she lucidly thought about that legend. She recalled the pain that she had felt through her mother, and it all became clear. Somehow, they had gotten their hands on this rare type of demon blood.

“Where did you get that?” Anna slowly started, leaning forward to observe their answer.