Celestial Storm by Emma L Adams

Author:Emma L Adams [Adams, Emma L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

My feet hit the ground, my knees buckled, but the glaring white light didn’t go away. A whistling sounded in my ears, and my blazing hand showed me the walls of a warehouse.

I rotated on the spot, facing the giant piece of demonglass from the vision. Its edges were fixed to the wall with bolts that shimmered with light.

How was I supposed to move the thing when it was locked down with magic? The sheet of glass was a good ten centimetres thick and as wide as two Devis put together. It would require a crap-ton of power to turn it into a proper portal, at least, but a source that size was dangerous enough on its own. And if Harvey came out of it…

I pressed my right hand to the glass, wondering if it was possible to sense if it had any magic stored inside it. A humming sensation rippled under the skin of my palm, and my heart jumped in my chest. My demon mark vibrated, my pulse fluttering against the glass. A similar fluttering came from within the glass itself, like something living beat within it.

I jerked back, an inexplicable rush of terror chasing down my spine. The blinding white light on my left-hand side wasn’t from the glass. My left cuff had slipped, and my celestial mark was ablaze, as though I stood on top of an arch-demon.

“What did they leave you in here for?” I muttered to the glass, my voice quiet, scared. Really, Devi. It was only a chunk of glass. There was no reason for me to be so freaked out. I gave my left hand a vigorous shake, willing the celestial light to die down, but if anything, it grew brighter.

I stepped back, looking around the warehouse into the darkness. My Grade Four celestial light didn’t appear for no reason. It was a warning, etched into our skin along with the celestial mark, to react to any dangerous netherworld presence. No demons were in here. It was warning me about the glass. There must be demon magic inside it… but how could I get it out?

I rested the knuckles of my right hand on the glass and pushed some shadowy power at it. Nothing happened. So I couldn’t get it to absorb power that way. Or take the demonic magic out of it. Maybe the handmade mechanism holding it against the wall stopped me from doing that.

I drew demonic power into my right hand, and zapped the contraption with Nikolas’s lightning.

Sparks flew from the glass, and my body left the ground as a vicious current slammed into me, lifting me off my feet. Somehow, I landed upright, gasping, my hair standing on end. Laughter spiralled around me, echoing off the walls. Holy Divinities, that’s creepy.

“Who the hell are you?” I gasped. “Show yourself.”

“I’m right here, Devi,” whispered a voice.

I stiffened, my blood turning to water. That was Lythocrax’s voice.

“He’s dead,” I said, the warehouse’s high ceiling catching my voice and throwing echoes back at me.

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