“Antares saw through my veil,” I said. “It wasn’t my fault.”
“Now, how did he do that?” Jude asked, giving Nathaniel a suspicious look. “I thought you veiled her because your spell was more powerful than hers.”
“It was,” Nathaniel said, looking surprised. “I do not know how Antares was able to penetrate it.”
“Maybe,” Jude growled, “you didn’t do such a great job. Maybe you wanted Maddy to get hurt so you could swoop in and save her, present yourself in a better light to Lucifer.”
A second before, I’d been thinking that maybe Nathaniel wasn’t so bad after all. Now Jude’s words forced me to consider him in a different light.
Nathaniel shot an angry look at Jude. “I assure you, I would not risk Madeline’s life in such a manner. You saw the veil’s effectiveness for yourself.”
“How do we know that you didn’t set that spell to fade after a few minutes?” Jude asked.
“How was I to know that Antares would be there just in time to see Madeline? Think about what you are saying, wolf,” Nathaniel replied.
“All I know is that it’s mighty convenient that your spell failed just as Maddy needed it most.”
“Enough,” I said, covering my eyes for a moment. “Just enough.”
I looked between Nathaniel and Jude. Jude made a good point, but he was inclined to mistrust Nathaniel. I wasn’t completely certain of Nathaniel’s agenda, but I had to believe that he didn’t intend me any harm. If he did, he could have easily left me in the cavern, or dropped me as we passed over the valley.
I had plenty of troubles without suspecting Nathaniel, too. I was going to have to trust him, at least for now.
“So,” I said, trying to cover up the tension. “Antares and his army of demons are gone, but Azazel is still out there somewhere.”
“And if Antares is dead, then our best chance of finding Azazel is gone,” Beezle said.
Samiel shook his head. He reached in his pocket for something and held it out to the rest of us.
It was Antares’ spell bag.
Look inside, Samiel said.
I opened the bag. Inside was a collection of charms and spells hidden inside small stones. Each stone had a rune on it.
“The runes probably told Antares what spell was which,” Beezle said.
“Can you read them?” I asked.
Beezle shook his head. “Nope.”
I can, Samiel signed. My mother taught me the old language.
“What good will this pile of stones do us?” Jude asked.
Samiel took the bag from my hands and rummaged through it until he found what he was looking for.
He held the stone out in front of him. It was small and shiny and black, like a pressed piece of coal.
Inscribed upon it was a symbol—a five-pointed star. Crossed over the star was a sword with a rose wrapped around its hilt.
Azazel’s mark.
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“IT’S A PORTAL TO AZAZEL?” I ASKED EXCITEDLY.
Samiel nodded.
“How can we be sure?” Nathaniel asked.
“It makes sense,” I said. “Antares had no magic of his own. This is like the portal charms that the lesser demons use. How else could he quickly and easily come and go from Azazel’s side?”
“How did you get this?” Beezle asked.
I saw it on the floor of the cavern as we flew overhead, and I used my will to draw it to me.
“You did a Jedi mind trick?” Beezle said, awe in his voice.
“That’s handy,” I said to Samiel. “You’ll have to teach me how to do that.”
He nodded, grinning.
“So now it’s off through this portal to the unknown again?” Nathaniel said. “Do you really think that’s wise?”
I glared up at him. “What other option do we have? I won’t leave the missing Agents to Azazel.”
“But—”
“No,” I said. “I’m tired of being crossed every time I make a decision. We have a lead. We’re going. If you don’t like it, then go back to Lucifer and explain why you’re not with me.”
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes at me. “Your gratitude didn’t last very long.”
“Are you coming, or are you going?” I asked.
I appreciated that Nathaniel had saved my life, and that he had healed me. But I was sick of arguing with all and sundry. They’d made me the leader, so they’d damned well better follow or go the hell home.
“Of course I am coming with you,” Nathaniel said.
“Fine,” I said, and looked at the charm in my hand. “Take us to Azazel.”
I threw the charm in front of me, and a portal appeared in the air where the charm had been. All of the men immediately shouldered their way in front of me. I didn’t even try to argue. Let them work out who would go first.
Samiel won, followed by Jude, and then Nathaniel.
Beezle climbed inside my coat.
“Wake me when we get there,” he said.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Is this cutting into your naptime?” I said.
“I already missed my snack time,” he grumbled. “I’m not missing my nap, too.”
I stepped into the portal, felt the familiar squeeze of air pressure, fought the nausea that rose with it.
And emerged a few minutes later in a tumble. No one was there to catch me. They were all facing away from the portal.
I stood up, grumbling, and dusted myself off. “So much for chivalry. What are you all staring…”
My voice trailed off. We were on the back lawn of Azazel’s mansion, just inside the shelter of the forest there, and hidden from the sight of anyone in the house.
It was the middle of the day, and the house buzzed with activity. I could see the shadows of many creatures passing to and fro behind the windows.
The lawn was covered in tents. Demons and fallen angels bustled back and forth carrying supplies. I smelled woodsmoke, and heard the ringing of metal on metal.
This was an army. Azazel’s army.
“I can’t believe he came back here,” I whispered.
“Doubtless he assumed it was safe. We have been here once before, and found him gone.”
“A smart rabbit knows how to circle back behind the wolf,” Jude said.
“He’s no rabbit,” I said, watching the tremendous amount of activity going on before us. “Is he planning on storming Lucifer’s residence?”
“Whatever he’s planning, we can’t let him do it,” Jude said. “Anyone who gets in Azazel’s way will be crushed.”
“But how will we stop an army with just the four of us?” Nathaniel said.
I stared hard at the orderly movements of the soldiers, thinking. Then I smiled.
“By causing chaos, of course.”
“This isn’t another stupid snowman plan, is it?” Beezle said from inside my coat.
“That plan worked,” I said, and explained what I was thinking. “Remember, the important thing is not to destroy the army. It’s to find the Agents, and neutralize Azazel.”
“I love it when you use euphemisms,” Beezle said.
“Just stay inside the coat,” I said. “On the count of three. One, two, three!”
Nathaniel, Samiel and I simultaneously blasted different sections of the lawn. Tents immediately caught fire, and there was a moment of confusion as everyone ran around trying to figure out what had happened and where the threat was coming from.
Jude ran up the center of the lawn, taking out demons whenever he encountered them. The rest of us followed, swords clashing and spells flying.