"How long ago?" Xeon’s voice sounded like the lash of a whip in the small room. His fingernails dug into his palms as he fought to restrain himself.
Valerio had found at least thirty-five murders of humans the demon may have committed, aside from the witches, in the time since the Rebel had brought him into this world.
Steven blinked, and then gave a slow, self-satisfied smile. "Twenty years ago."
"Serously!? That long? And you let those humans kill—" yelled Mathena right before she rushed him.
Xeon was tempted to let her go, but he stopped her for her own safety. Steve had at least a hundred and ten pounds on her, all muscle. She got in one nice punch that whipped Steve’s face to the side before Xeon was able to grab her around the waist and wrench her backward. He swung her around ea
