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Craven sat in the modest sized den of a sprawling mansion owned by some random human one of his shadow demons had possessed. The shadow demon had chosen well for it was hidden in the center of many acres allowing them the privacy they needed.
He thought about the necromancer he’d encountered tonight and his eyebrows lowered into a deep frown. She had been standing there in her full glory, showing no fear… only curiosity. The vision was suddenly obscured by the barrier of hell’s heat the man had thrown up against him before he’d hauled the unwilling girl off to what he suspected was the demon hunter’s hideout.
Night Hawk had been curious enough about the sweltering barrier to pick up a good-sized rock and throw it into the heat shield. He hadn't said a word as the rock hit and inst
