She glanced up at Gabe.
“You told Ares and Raziel to meet us at Howard Street cemetery with the golems on the night of the full moon, correct?”
Gabe nodded, his thumbs absently stroking over Shem’s hip.
“Yeah, but I doubt they’ll listen.” He shrugged.
“We don’t need them to listen. We just need Ares to show up.”
Shem and Gabe glanced at me, and I immediately knew where their heads were at.
“If one of you fuckers suggests using me asbait,I’m gonna turn you into a couple of toads.”
Gabe’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline, and he looked to Shem.
“She can do that?”
“Keep talking about me like I’m not here, and you’re about to find out, bird boy.”
“Bird boy?” Gabe wrinkled his nose, and Shemhazai visibly had to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
“Oh fuck. That’s going in the rotation.”
Gabe glared at Shem. “It absolutely isnot.”
Shem’s eyes twinkled, and his lips twitched. “No promises.”
Gabe was glowering, but Luna just bulldozed on as if two asshole demons weren’t about to fuck each other for dominance in the middle of my kitchen.
“Anyway,from what I can tell, this scepter’s energy is locked solidly in apushposition, which makes sense. It’s an offensive object. Whatever it’s made of was designed to kill and destroy whatever it hits.”
“Yeah… so?”Shem asked, looking like he was losing more and more interest by the second.
“So,if we can charm it topullinstead ofpushwhen being used, we can likely suck Ares right into it if we can get close enough to hit him with it.”
The entire kitchen fell deathly silent, and suddenly, Shem wasn’t looking at Luna like she was the most annoying thing he’d come across in his long, unholy life.
Luna yammered on, too engrossed in her lecture to notice that she had rocked everyone to their core.
“Once he’s in there, any of his magic that he used to protect Raz will probably come tumbling down if you smack it with the impregnated scepter.”
“That’s… actually really smart.” Shem cocked his head to the side, eyeing Luna up and down in consideration.
“Yeah, well. Don’t act so surprised, you underfilled bean bag.”
“Where the shit do yougetthese terms from?” Shem marveled, though he didn’t seem irritated anymore, just kind of impressed.
Luna shrugged. “Most people lack creativity when indulging in the fine art of insult.”
“You’re not wrong,” Shem mumbled in agreement. “ I normally just call people dicks.”
I sighed.
“So, we just need to spell the scepter to pull instead of push… What about all the angels that have been implanted in our people?”
“Well, once you’re reconnected with your other parts, I think it’ll be a lot easier for you to save everyone after the angels have been extracted. We can honestly probably use the scepter for that as well. Gabe, didn’t you say you had more of these somewhere? We can arm the thirteen with charmed scepters and storm the church once Hec is back to full power. We’ll smack, and she’ll heal. Simple.”
Gabe glanced at Shem, who grinned. Shem snapped his fingers, and his hellcat army manifested. Crouching down to pet their little hellish faces, he scritched them behind their ears.
