Page 6 of Bound By Darkness

Finally, though, I can’t keep my mouth shut. “Shouldn’t we be gettin’ him outta the light?”

For once, I ain’t met with a chorus of assholish comments. ‘Stead, King Shadow Taint look up at the sky an’ frown.

“Flumph is right,” he say an’ it be the first time I liked somethin’ that came outta his mouth. Usually, he jist be a right twat.

Eilish lift her hand to place it on the shoulder o’ the vamp like she gonna wake him up. The elf sees her an’ shouts somethin’, but he be too late. Her eyes roll back in her head, jist like what happened to the vamp! Her expression go nearly blank, and her free arm hangs limp at her side.

Dragan starts freakin’ the fuck out.

“What’s happening to her!” he shout. He’s lookin’ at Cambion like it be his fault she gone an’ touched the hallucinatin’ bat.

“I don’t know!” says Cambion, “but don’t touch her.” After a moment he adds, “We still need to get Baron out of the light.”

But no one move to touch him, ‘cause no one want their own eyes goin’ all demon white.

“What do we do?” Dragan asks.

“Get his bag,” orders Elf Boy, never takin’ his eyes off the white-eyed pair.

“This isn’t the time for poisons; we need to wake them!” yells Dragan.

I’m sensin’ the start to another fight ‘tween these turd-for-brains. An’ we ain’t got time for none o’ that.

“I’m well aware, Dragan,” Cambion say, like he the king o’ the world. He got him a real self-importance problem. “I watched Baron take something when we first crossed over into the Mortal Realm. It allowed him to stay in the daylight without being burned.”

“What are you talking about?” ask Dragan, an’ he eye the elf real suspicious-like. ‘Course, Dragan do that with everyone so maybe it ain’t a big deal.

“Didn’t you notice it was daytime when we left Grimreap?” Cambion demand of Shadow Fuck. “When was the last time you saw a vampire out in the daylight?” He look real flustered, like he ain’t got time ta talk to Dragan. He start scannin’ the ground, lookin’ for the bag of poisons.

I see the satchel still propped ‘gainst a tree an’ fly to git it. Cambion nod his head in thanks when I make my ways back to him. He take the bag an’ open it. Then he start readin’ the poisons an’ potions out loud.

“Blue Dragan Juice,Assassin’s Blood,Draught of the Living Death,Wyvern Poison, Unlabeled, Unlabeled, Unlabeled… fuck!” He toss the bag to the side an’ exhale real loud. Then he scratch his head, like he real upset or like he gotta take a shit.

“What’sDraught of the Living Death?” ask Dragan.

Cambion got his real handsome head in his hands. He don’t look up when the gargoyle talk to him, but he respond all the same. “I don’t know. But it’s too risky to give him something if we aren’t sure what it does.”

“Look at him!” Dragan say.

“We need to move him,” Cambion agree. “He can’t stay out here like this!”

King Shadow Dick nods. “But if we touch either one of them…”

“If we touch them, we’ll fall victim to the same thing that’s happening to Eilish now,” Cambion argue. “It’s too risky.”

“If we can’t get Revenant out of the daylight, the least we can do is get the daylight off him,” the oversized gargoyle say.

Both Baron an’ Eilish still got their eyes completely rolled back in their skulls. Part o’ me wants to touch them, to reach out an’ see what they’re seein’. But I ain’t dumb. So ‘stead, I make myself busy findin’ somethin’ to shade the sun off the vampire.

“Dragan, take off your cloak,” instruct Cambion.

“Why?”

“Because we need to block the sun from B... Stop asking me fucking questions for once and just do what the fuck I’m telling you to!” Cambion yell.

That ain’t gonna go over well.

“You don’t tell me what the fuck to do,faerie,” King Demon Prince respond, an’ he eye King Pretty Face real pissed-off-like.

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