“I don’t know, Sim. It came from my father’s side of things. Might be something we should ignore.”
“Might be something we shouldn’t ignore, too.”
Another scream echoed.
The Simi definitely didn’t like that. “Someone needs help, akri-Thorn! We gots to go help them.”
“That was a demon.”
“More reason to go see.”
Akri-Thorn gently took her wrist in his hand. “Sim … these are not the Charonte. The demons over there are vicious and mean.”
“Don’t matter, akri-Thorn. We should see about them. Just because someone’s mean doesn’t mean we should be mean to them. See?”
“Not in this case.”
She pulled her hand away and left him. Honestly, she didn’t think he’d come with her, but she should have known better. Akri-Thorn was a good demon in spite of what he thought or said. He actually sprung out his wings so that he could follow her over to his daddy’s side of the ugly woods and into Noir’s scary palace.
Simi didn’t like coming in here, even to see akri-Jaden. She much preferred seeing the demon broker whenever he visited akri or when they’s in the human realm.
But this seemed necessary.
Akri-Thorn pulled her toward a shadow and shushed her kindly.
They were hidden deep in the shadows as a group of blue demons went by them carrying another girl demon in the middle.
“She dead?” Simi whispered.
Akri-Thorn nodded. “It’s Teras.”
“Who that?”
“The current Malachai’s mother.”
Simi gaped. She hadn’t realized the Malachai had a matera. Though she should have known he had to have one. Most beings had a matera at some point, or they weren’t born. Still, the evil Malachai acted like no matera had ever loved him, so she’d never thought about him having one. “What do you think happened to her?”
“Not sure. But if Noir allowed her to die, I can only think of one thing. Come with me.” He took her hand and teleported them to where akri-Jaden normally rested and read. Simi hadn’t visited here much, but it was her second favorite place in this realm.
Not because it was pleasant. Because it had akri-Jaden in it, and she liked akri-Jaden. Granted he weren’t as nice as akri-Thorn, still … he was good quality people.
But he seemed a bit upset right now.
And the moment he saw the two of them, akri-Jaden was even more upset. “What are you doing here? Do you know how dangerous it is right now?”
Akri-Thorn released her hand. “I just saw Teras’s body being carried out. What happened?”
“Adarian escaped.”
Akri-Thorn cursed under his breath. “How?”
“Seth helped him.”
Simi’s jaw fell open at the mention of the last person she’d expect to help the Malachai. Seth was the Guardian for Azmodea and was supposed to help keep things in this place, not let them out. “Why he do that?”
“Idiocy,” akri-Jaden said with a sneer. “He trusted Adarian, and he’s paying the price for it.”
Akri-Thorn winced. “Is there anything we can do?”
