CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The witches’ electric eyes narrowed at the demon.
“We have waited two hundred years for this moment,” they said. They twirled around like a tower about to topple.
“And I can’t wait to see how much pain you’re in two hundred years from now,” Natkaal said. “That will teach you to cross me!”
“We will teach you the power of shadowcraft,” the witches said.
I glanced at Camille. She too was watching Natkaal and the witches trade insults.
I leaned in and whispered to Camille, “If I do something crazy, do you have my back?”
She nodded.
“Then wait for me and follow my lead,” I said.
“I know all about your shadowcrafting,” Natkaal said, turning up his head. “Seriously, that’s all you’ve been perfecting the last two hundred years?”
“You have caused us untold suffering,”
