Chapter Twenty-Five
Regal landed on top of the Luxor hotel, balancing on the tip of the pyramid delicately as he looked around. It was approximately six in the evening. The Las Vegas Strip was everything he expected it to be; nothing but resorts and casinos. He could feel the thrum of sinners breeding here, feeding off of their vices. It was delicious, and it made him feel normal again to be surrounded by such terrible influences. This was definitely the place to be for a demon. He wanted to bury himself deep in this city and rid himself of these virtues.
Carefully, he scaled his way down the sides of the Luxor before leaping off to glide down behind one of the many buildings. Once on the ground, he pulled his wings in and slipped into the streets, taking in a deep breath. He could smell
