Prelude to Hell

(RYKER'S POV)

Malthus' laughter echoes through the room, sending a shiver down my spine.

My eyes stayed on King Vane, who was suspended in the air by shadow claws... Dark fumes engulfing him, invading his body as they entered his eyes, mouth, nose and ears.

I stepped back, my stomach tightening.

I had never seen a demonic possession so intense, other than Neva’s. It was as if life was sucked out o