Hybris patted the side of the Tomb. “Fun as this is, I’d like my payment. I got you the Tomb. Now, give me the Ring of Solomon.”
A ring? And what the hell? Hybris had brought the Tomb for Mandelbaum? This wasn’t a fortunate last-minute interception of the Tomb. The demon and Mandelbaum had planned this. I shoved my worry for Raquel down tight.
“Of course.” The rabbi flicked his wrist.
Hybris gasped softly. A pale silver dart embedded in her cheek glowed in the moonlight. She stood there, twitching.
“That’s the poison coursing through you,” the rabbi said. “This demon venom really burns.”
Baruch’s Stinger.
“More of a tiny prick. Like you.” Hybris yanked the dart from her cheek. “Not so effective on us ancient ones.” She ran directly for Mandelbaum.
Rohan, blades still extended, sprin
