"One. But it was Abyzou, the psycho spawn. She'd cornered a pregnant woman in a parking lot and was working her evil mojo to cause a miscarriage." He held up his hand at the anxious eep I emitted. "Breeder and fetus are fine."
"Is Ari okay?"
"Your twin is untouched. I, on the other hand?" He tapped his wound. "My perfection is marred." He'd heal quickly like all Rasha did, but Kane loved his dramatic flare.
I exhaled hard, then trotted down the stairs, gesturing at his temple. "Did Abyzou do that?"
"Yep. Compounded by your idiot brother. He clocked me when I stopped him from getting involved." Kane's jaw tightened. "If I hadn't been worried about protecting his ass, I might have taken Abyzou down. As it was, she got away."
A faint sheen of purple iridescence on his forearm caught the light, indicating his arms were still coated in traces of the salt-based poison that was his magic power. Toxic to demons.
Toxic to humans, too. I couldn't touch him until he'd showered.