DESI
In another blink I found myself stumbling forward into the throne room, the lone zabaniyah sated and curled in a corner near the Door. It twisted its lip and growled, but made no move to intercept us.
“How -"
Helena waved her hand in the air in an oh-it's-nothing sort of way. “I am the creator of this world, after all. Of course I gave myself certain advantages." She winked at me and I had one second only to register a dark and shadowy presence lurking behind her before she took my hand again and stepped through the Door.
We crossed over the threshold together - something I had never done; I'd always passed through alone.
I slammed into my physical body with the force of a freight train. Michael's hands were on me, helping me find my balance, helping me to my feet, holding me tig
