Elijah's pov
"more relics?" Jason questioned, a bit bewildered when I told him about what Kylie and I found the night before.
"More relics, my man," I said quietly. Kylie hadn't woken up yet, and it was still about an hour before sunrise. She needs all of the rest she could get.
Who knew how many more visions would choose to attack her today?
"I don't know if to be pissed at the witches for having so many ornaments that can be used for doom, or at Damien for always finding a way to use those ornaments for doom," Jason said, as he scanned through the pages of Damien's Journal.
"Both. I think you can be pissed at both."
He dropped the journal down and drank from his coffee, "so what do we do now? Ditch the veils and search for the relics? One of the veils has fallen, according to the
