The eerie forest wasn't as silent as before. It resounded with the unrestrained static of multiple portals threatening to rip open, and the war that had already broken through. From somewhere beyond, a high-pitched scream resounded, pushing through the tension between the two parties. A banshee. It was definitely a banshee. Luna noted in the back of her mind.
Caliban raised a hand, stopping William in his tracks.
"You are surrounded." He said, his gaze darkening as he noticed the firm grip around her waist. "Let her down, and I promise to let you live till the sunrise."
"So you say." The demon replied, casually stroking the top of her head.
The movement sent trails of electric current through her skin, catching her unaware. He paused, if only to observe its effect on the man before him. Leaning forward, he rested his chin in the curve of her shoulder.
"But I've never trusted you." He said, the curve of his lips lifting into a smirk.
