Lila POV
And with that, Feargus punches a set of numbers into the security lock. The door clicks open, and he steps back.
With a nod from Caleb, I follow him inside, my breath streaming out in front of me.
Nyxies I can totally deal with. Ghosts, on the other hand, are another kettle of fish I’d much rather avoid.
At least with demons, I can physically see them and drag their asses back to Hell.
But dead people left to rot in an underground city?
Yeah. Hard pass. No thank you, siree.
Inside the huge stockroom, bottles of alcohol and barrels of beer litter the floor. A single dim lightbulb hangs from the ceiling, gleaming against shelves stacked with even more bottles.
But that’s not what draws my attention.
It’s the nest of tiny water horses snoring on top of the barrels in the ce
