Araceli calls fire into her hands, and Tanwen creates a blade made of burning light. I wish I had my daggers, but they must be back in my bedroom, unless Uriel confiscated those too. I grit my teeth and expand my seductive powers to the prisoners, grabbing onto most of them, who join in the protective circle around us. Some of the other prisoners join in too, even without my control—my succubi sisters. Now we outnumber the guards, but I’ve never held so many people before, and it’s been so long since I fed. I need to hurry this up, especially because some of the guards are already shaking off my seduction. “Move everyone to that side of the room,” I order, lacing more power into my words.
The guards and prisoners under my control start herding the few others, and Araceli and Tanwen make s
