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And Brute had been in the presence of the angel Hayyelalong with Beast And could clearly fold time Holy crap

CHAPTER 17

Broiled Vah and stretched out, passing over and through the breaking energies of the outer circle He landed with an expelled grunt and gathered hi out one side of his -cat fors in half-cat fories of the various walls of power, his eyes looked bright and clear and blue He trotted up to round He bent his nose to it and sniffed Growled and hacked He sat, front paws neatly together, and ," Iof rawhide for you"

Brute chuffed, sounding a lot like Beast when she laughs He turned his head to the disintegrating trap and back tothe knot there, and headed back to the snare of thorns "I ask God for help and he sends ain at the trap Visibly, it was failing, the energies separating Time wouldn’t wait forever "Proof that God really does have a sense of huht inside the snare, had shifted position while I tossed ed my friends and talked to a olf Santana’s balance was now on his back foot, his head up, looking at the top of the failing trap, ready to ju walls I looked at Sabina, as tu in flames Her hand was blackened bone

Lastly I looked at Lachish, as staring through her ard at whatever was happening in her time She looked terrified She had to know that when the onna kill her and her witch friends, ere still sleeping on the singed grass

I pinched the tip of the sliver of the Blood Cross that was hooked through rabbed hiht time-sync with me, like Sabina had, and kill me on the spot The sliver should kill hiive hed, the sound sihter--not nearly human "Pop his bubble," I muttered

The wolf calanced down, surprised "I have a service, olf," I whispered Brute chuffed again I placed a hand on his back, over his shoulders, and pushed upright Well, bent over, dizzy and retching, but at least now I had help Moving slowly, keeping step with e Once there, I used ripped the wood tightly It felt hot in my hand, as if it were about to burst into fla that the sliver and whatever power it held didn’t likeutilized in the protective circle, and would just as soon see me dead

Brute stopped at the boundary of the inner circle / snare, and I pushed up against hiap in the trap energies My hand was shaking, but I n the splinter of ith a patch of bare skin just above Joseph’s tuxedo coat collar The SoD didn’t teleport away or get beahthim utilize that much of his oer

I shoved the sliver of the Blood Cross into hih inside of folded time, like the rind of a waterot another burn across the back of her up, nearThe wood point pierced him and I saw a blot of blood just as the first fla back, vo Pure scarlet blood I tucked into the fetal position Brute stepped over ht

Around round, ht in somented and collapsed The Son of Darkness screamed, the sound a composite: the wails of a thousand hufroe splash sounded fro the pond A whoosh of flame and heat scorched close to ulfed in flames

He reached up with a clawed, taloned hand And he ripped out a gobbet of flesh Dropped it on the ground, burning and bitter s, hotter than molten steel He was still on fire, deep inside, his flesh burning even away from the air He screamed and I covered one, fla a path, fast, away from the park

I lay where I fell and vomited And vo torture of fast- skin and muscle A ies flooded through me To ht I srass And broiled va with va for round, only inches froe of Lachish, was a charred hunk of so rank and foul I reached out and pulled the sliver of the Blood Cross free from the hank of skin and hooked it back intoa weapon of vaet stuck with it and still run away to fight another day I closed my eyes and let Lachish take away the pain It wasn’t a co, but her ministrations helped, a lot

Only when Lachish had pushed the sickness far enough away that I could get to my feet did I tell her about Molly, still unconscious behind the building Lachish wasn’t happy about what she took to be a poor decision on my part, but I didn’t really care I wasn’t happy about Molly and didn’t really want to be anywhere near her when she woke As the coven leader of New Orleans tended to her witches, I gathered up a handful of s flesh and the blood diaathered up my weapons as best I could, and walked away from the burned remains of the fiasco, into the dark