Chapter 36
October 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
Colonel Mikhail Mannuki'ili
MIKHAIL
"Shay'tan's foot!" Mikhail hissed.
He should have known better than to trust the accursed creature! He never should have taken pity on her, rationalizing that perhaps the reason she felt compelled to escape each day was because being cooped up in a pen was boring. Foolish him! He had built things to keep her amused, little ramps and boxes to make the pen seem more like the rocky hills where wild goats liked to graze. Why, then, was he so surprised the little demon had repaid his thoughtfulness by using one of the boxes to leap right over the fence?
With a curse too vulgar to speak aloud, he took to the air, knowing where the little demoness would head. Sure enough, no sooner had he caught an updr
