Chapter Twenty-Eight
We’re in the TV studio. However, since we took our sweet time on the Council’s island, Lilith fed on most of the remaining audience—some in very creative and disturbing ways.
Oh, and the cameras are still rolling.
She must’ve used glamour on the camera dudes because any regular semi-sane person would’ve escaped long ago.
“Mother, hear me!” I scream as pompously as I can, and float up, getting into the range of the camera.
Lilith looks at me first, then spots Nero and the other Councilors who are popping in. Angrily baring her fangs, she clutches the hilt of the gate sword at her hip.
“We come in peace,” I say quickly. “I represent the heroes of The Defenders’ League. A great threat is coming to this world, and we decided it’s time for us to team up.”
Lilith c***
