He’d finally found him after all these years. Sniffing the witch, Silas, out he followed the scent to an unmarked grave. Chanting a few quick words, he summoned the human. “Rise!” Silas appeared and tried retreating, but the ruby glowed an ominous red. “You!” he belted out. Barius curled his lips. “You think too highly of yourself, witch. I know what you did. Long ago. You made it so that another demon could lay claim to the one I sought centuries ago! Helena was promised to me! You’ve went through great lengths to thwart me over the centuries and now that I’ve found you, I’ll make you pay!” “Demons aren’t the only ones who can manipulate,” Silas snapped. “You’re the one who betrayed me. It was my soul you were supposed to have taken, not the lives of the innocent ones. I had to have a back-up plan.” He narrowed his eyes and held up his chin. “You’ll never have her.” “Hmm. Now we’re playing the hero. You selfish, foolish bastard! Ah, but Mimi, I’ve had.
