The Warlock 1 by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

As the portal sealed up like a zipper behind them, Wes and Hazel stepped out into the subway tunnel. “Careful,” Wes warned his woman, watching his feet as the line of light disappeared. “Just because there aren’t trains running through this section of the subway, it doesn’t mean the third rail isn’t still live. We could electrocute ourselves if we’re not cautious in our steps.”

With a smile, Hazel arched her back and extended her wings. “Then I’ll fly,” the demoness purred, glancing up and down the tunnel. “I should be able to get enough lift down here to stay airborne. If bats can do it, why not demons?” Her eyes flashed in the darkness, full of mischief. “Which way do we go, Master?”

Which way indeed? There were no signposts or maps in this section of the subway—from the slime on the walls and the decay all around them, Wes reasoned that this section of the underground had been shut down for a long, long time. Small wonder the Wheat Kings had chosen this location to store their treasures.

To find his way, Wes held up his hand in one direction, then after a second raised it in the other. One direction caused the ring on his finger to pulse slowly, like the heart of a man sitting on the couch watching television. The other caused it to race rapidly, like the heart of a man sitting on the couch watching porn on television. The choice was obvious.

“This way,” Wes said, gesturing in the direction the ring indicated. “Stick close to me, Hazel. We’ve got no idea what the hell might be lurking in these tunnels.”

To her credit, Hazel managed to avoid stating that she’d told Wes the same thing before coming here. But with the portal closed, leaving them far beneath the city, there was no turning back now. It was do or die.

Fortunately, Wes had a divining rod pointing him toward the objective. He felt almost like a character in a video game, following the indicator toward where he needed to go next. The ring continued to pulse harder and harder, even as the path sloped sharply downward and deeper into the darkness.

“Ugh, what’s that smell?” Hazel wrinkled her nose, landing next to Wes as they descended. It was clear by now that the third rail was almost certainly not electrified in these tunnels—if this section of the underground had ever been used to transport cars, it had been left in a state of disrepair for years.

“I have no idea,” Wes said, lifting his nose. “It smells kind of… metallic. And like meat, in a way.”

Whatever it was, he didn’t like it. Wes’s spidey-sense was tingling, though he was uncertain whether that was one of the powers granted to him by the robes or not. This wasn’t what he’d expected when he took Hazel’s hand and walked through the portal—far from it, in fact. Based on the ring's insistence Wes had guessed he and his demonic familiar would probably

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