A grin stretched across Detrick’s face. “Really?” he said.

Rolling her eyes, Mildid shook her head. “Yes, really, you lout.”

Detrick didn’t need to be told twice. He spun the sword in his hand and marched right up to the dark creature that had dogged his every step for the last decade of his life.

The demon just glared at Detrick as he approached.

Staring into its hideous face, Detrick pulled the sword back and thrust the ...