“Well, the good news is that Dalgas, Gi’nar, and Pinen all report to Mansi.” I didn’t get how that was good news, so I just blinked and waited for her to continue. “Balsur said the marked guy was one of Mansi’s, so I’m going to put my money on the others riding across the veil on his mark as opposed to having their own marked human gateway from hell.” I was exhausted, but not so much that I missed the impact of her statement. “They can do that? So a high level demon, like Balsur, can bring a legion or two of his demons over on the strength of the mark he’s placed on me?” “I hope not. It’s a mathematical formula based on the level of the demon, the strength of the mark, and the influence of the human on the veil. And don’t ask, because I have no idea what the formula is. That was lost hundreds of years ago. It’s probably in a book locked up somewhere in your Temple or something.” Raven was sounding grumpy, but my heart jumped with excitement at the thought.
