Why can’t I feel anything?
Imp venom is an anesthetic.
“Great.” Aiden stumbled into a run toward his cutlass. He dodged clumsily around some kind of rat-faced minor demon and his bitten ankle gave out on him. He staggered sideways, and then a goblin wrapped its arms around his good leg and buried its teeth in his calf.
Aiden ended up facedown in the crumbling leaves, nostrils full of dirt and the smell of decay.
He heard the little demons shouting in their angry helium voices and tried to find the imp’s sword he’d dropped, but it was buried under the leaves. Aiden rolled onto his back in time to be swarmed by Dark Things, and suddenly it was like the movie The Imps, only without Hitchcock to yell “cut” before Aiden got ripped apart.
He curled onto his side, trying to protect his face,
