"I understand." He waited for me to join him, and I took his arm, leaning on him more than I wanted to as we walked back to the others. "The horrors of Pestilence's powers must have gotten to you. I've seen it happen before."
I nodded slowly and he dropped a kiss to the top of my head. I still felt a bit sick, and the shaky, fragile feeling hadn’t left me, but I attempted to look stronger than I felt as we rejoined the rest of the group.
Lucifer stood at my side, his hand on my shoulder, as he surveyed the others. "It's time to go."
"Go?" Marcus asked. "Where? We can't get into Heaven."
"We can’t stay here and wait for other demons to come and pick us off," Lucifer said, his voice commanding. "We'll head to Las Vegas, gather our allies, form a new plan, and then go after Pestilence."
