The problem became apparent when another demon crossed their path. This one was colossal, the very air thick with malice and hate that exuded from its putrid ash-gray body the same way holiness and faith burned the air around an Archangel. Zeke trembled as he skidded to a shuddering, panting halt. Haziel plowed into his back and spun them out of the thing’s direct path. It hissed at them with broken fangs as it raised great, meaty fists.
“Stay clear, Zeke,” Haziel commanded as he turned to face the demon.
Yeah, that wasn’t going to be an issue for Zeke. He was laughably outmatched and if Haziel hadn’t turned to face this evil creature, he’d have forced Haziel to run with him. That still wasn’t a bad idea. “Can’t we outrun this thing, Haziel?”
His lover kept his gaze on the demon as he a
