I still need to work out all the council members.
The demon blazed through him, burning his veins and the underside of his skin. It crawled into him, burrowing, ripping out a space. He would have screamed, but there was no air in his lungs, so he only croaked and fell to the floor on his side, fetal.
He sucked in air and released it, in a laugh. It was shaky and low, almost like a cry, but it was a laugh.
“Bryan, can you hear me?”
He opened his eyes. He hadn’t realized they were closed. He looked at the people before him, taking in their lifeglow.
He was so hungry.
He turned his head up slightly, so that he could see the one speaking. Hussein. He glowed deep green.