Chapter 106 Hundred And Six

• Benedict Astor and his demons had found us. My face was pressed against Desmond’s leather jacket. I didn’t move or look back to see what my enemies were doing because I had entrusted our survival to Desmond. My demon may not be perfect, but he differed from Mr. Astor’s foul creatures.
• “What are you waiting for? Charge at them,” Benedict commanded.
• I felt a change of energy in the room. It quickly shifted from neutral to something seriously ominous and menacing. The darkness grew before my closed eyes, and a windstorm surrounded me. His demons’ snickers reminded me of the shadow demon that had attacked me twice in my home. Was it mocking me with the same laughter?