Demons surrounded them, waiting, hissing, glaring. In other words, it was just another day of hunting. Or it was except for the fact that this time, Artemis was not alone. Accompanying him was the Duke of Brimstone himself, Silviu Draghici – the strongest half-demon in the world. And of course, where Silviu went, his Galeré went as well.
“What,” Mihail, Artemis’s brother, asked as he turned to the demon duke, “do you think about before you go hunting?”
Silviu shrugged. “The usual. To kill as many demons as I can.”
Mihail glanced at Adrijan, and the half-Cetus said, “That it will be over as soon as possible.”
“Before you even ask me,” Ilie, the shapeshifter, drawled, “I always think of the same thing.”
His friends said in unison, “You want to fuck.”
Ilie’s sharp teeth flashed in the d
