The quiet after breaking The Axis was the loudest quiet Angel had ever heard. The city felt different. The constant, low-level buzz of evil he’d grown used to was gone. It was like a TV that had been humming in another room was suddenly turned off. It should have felt good. It felt wrong.
For a week, nothing happened. No demons. No vampire nests. No calls from Lilah. Even the normal crime in the paper seemed lower.
The team was restless.
“This is creepy,” Cordelia said, organizing pencils by color for the third time. “It’s like the whole city is holding its breath.”
Wesley adjusted his glasses. “We severed a major conduit of supernatural influence. It’s likely causing a… lull. A recalibration. The forces of darkness in Los Angeles are, for the moment, leaderless and confused.”
“So we
