Salix
“The hell hound had to have been sent by the Rakshasa to track us down. We’ll just have to wait it out ‘till morning. Their power wanes under the light and it won’t be able to keep a material form on this realm anymore.” He watched Holly who had her knees drawn to her chest on the bed, refusing to look away from the door as if she was afraid of the beast barging through. She’d been like that for hours. Was she not confident in her spell-casting? However, if she was half as powerful as Quasim believed her to be he, was sure she could banish the demon back to hell.
Without turning to look at him, Holly asked, “So then what? Run until one of them catches us?” Her voice shook. He wanted to cross the room and comfort her but there was nothing he could say.
“I don’t know, Little Mag
