Skye
We were moving on slowly, and I still couldn’t shake this feeling that something wasn’t right. There were too many variables. Maybe I was just feeling nervous, as Matt pointed out, because I didn’t know the terrain.
Anything could be hidden in the thick brush of the forest floor and demons were well known for their damn boobytraps! I kept looking from side to side to see where the others were and mostly to make sure they were still there.
“You little b!tch! Where do you think you’re going, huh?!" A demon’s voice rang through the air. My head whipped in the direction it came from, and I wondered how many of our team understood what he was saying.
I taught some of our team members just a little bit of demon language, but probably not enough for them to have understood that. Demon
