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 ...