Page 46 of Angels Adore Astrology

“Ah, I should have been more specific. They are known for eating humans and leaving no trace behind.”

“Oh. Wow. Great.”

Day meowed, stretching her paws out toward Seymour and kneading the air.

“Aw, you want uppies? Okay, good kitty.” Seymour dropped the golf club so he could gently pick her up, surprised to find she wasn’t much heavier than before. He thought that was pretty odd considering she’d just wolfed down an entire kaiju. “Nice and full now, right? Not gonna eat me?”

Day meowed and smiled sleepily, purring.

Sariel shrank back into his human form, suit and all, and he adjusted his jacket. “She must be what your father intended you to find with that key.”

“Well, that’s great and all, but it still doesn’t tell us anything about where to find Talos’s head.” Seymour nodded toward the giant. “Any idea who the fuck these assholes were? What were they doing here?”

“I imagine that?—”

The giant groaned, stirring on the floor.

Seymour tensed and hugged Day closer. “Uh, didn’t you break his fuckin’ neck?”

Sariel grabbed Seymour’s arm, steering him toward the door. “I believe that means it is time to go.”

“But you broke his fuckin’ neck!”

“Yes, and that is why it is time to go.”

“Fuck!”

Day burped.

CHAPTER

SIX

Cradling Day in his arms, Seymour hurried outside with Sariel. It took Sariel a few seconds to get his bearings, but he was able to direct them away from the apartment building. Seymour became aware that he probably looked insane cradling a big invisible cat judging by how a few people stared at him, but he just ignored them.

He had questions.

A lot.

“Okay, so what the fuck did Day eat?” Seymour demanded. “Is that even safe for her? I mean, if she’s supposed to eat people. Like, what if she has allergies?” He stared down into her big green eyes. “Do you have allergies? Is that a thing?”

Day meowed curiously.

“It was a drakeling,” Sariel replied. “The other monster was a troll. They are capable of extraordinary regeneration.”

“That’s why he got back up after you broke his neck?”

“Yes.”

“Fuckin’ fabulous. So, is any of that safe for her?”

“She does not appear to be distressed. We can keep an eye on her, of course.”

“Of course.” Seymour glanced back over his shoulder. “So, uh, now what? Because as far as I can tell, we found Day and fuck all else, and we’re supposed to be finding a robot guy’s head.”

“The monsters who attacked us were members of themostriribelli.”

“The mos—ree what now?”