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Luke’s phone vibrated, and he pulled up the text.
Don’t forget to eat your orange. You’re not allowed to get scurvy.
They were both dorks.Swoon.
Chapter 10
Pass
OGOS
“Pass.”
“What do mean, pass?” Azroth snapped.
“I mean pass,” Ogos repeated, reveling in the fact that he made that vein in the middle of Azroth’s forehead stick out.
“You can’t pass!”
“Of course I can. I just did. And I am. So, pass.”
The demon loomed over him, his massive black bat wings sprouting from his back to scrape across the bookshelves on either side of the library. Ogos pretended to ignore him as he used a sticky tentacle to snag the corner of the page in the fashion magazine he was looking at and turn it.
People complained all the time that fashion models were too thin. In his opinion, they weren’t skinny enough. They needed to be more skeletal. People needed to see all the knobs and protrusions of their bones. And what about the organs? A person couldn’t even see the outline of each of their tasty organs.
Of course, he cared little for the organs. When eating a human, he liked to crunch the bones and suck out the tasty marrow. That was where the good stuff liked to hide.
“Quit ignoring me!” Azroth raged. He snatched up the magazine and incinerated it in his hand so that ash rained down on Ogos. “What do you mean, you pass? You can’t pass. We all agreed to take turns scaring Luke. It is nowyour turn.”
“And I say that I’m skipping my turn.”
Azroth zoomed in close to snarl into what should have been Ogos’s ear, but he was in his gelatinous blob form, so things like ears and appendages were hit or miss. “The game of scaring the college student wasyour idea. You can’t skip.”
Ogos sighed loudly and turned enough to give Azroth the pretense of his full attention. “Take a hard look at what has happened so far. Luke is damn near impossible to scare. He shrugs everything off. Even Tog’s snarling beast act. And while the other demons aren’t willing to say it out loud, theylikeLuke. They’re not all that excited about scaring him because they’re afraid of hurting him or running him off.”
Azroth narrowed his eyes at him and glared for three full seconds prior to straightening. The demon pulled his wings in, wrapping them around his shoulders like a regal cape.
“Okay, I’m listening,” he said, but the words were still grudging.
“The rules we established were that we take turns and not cause him physical harm. There was no rule stating that we couldn’t give up our turn. Plus, from my assessment, the only thing that can be done to scare him would require physical harm, which breaks the rules.” Ogos stared up at Azroth, feeling inwardly smug. He would be outwardly smug if he could, but facial expressions were impossible in his blob form.
Azroth simmered in silence for almost a minute. A tiny grunt finally left him, and even that sounded grudging. “Okay. Fine. We’ll skip your turn.”
Ogos was already turning away from Azroth, rolling his eyes. “That means you’re up, hotshot. Knock ’em dead.”
He didn’t see Azroth conjure the sword. Only felt it as it plunged through his back and embedded in the hardwood floor a moment before Azroth stormed out of the library and slammed the doors shut behind him.
Ogos rolled his eyes.Such a drama queen.
With one tentacle, he pulled the sword out of his body and tossed it aside with a clatter. With another tentacle, he pulled down a new magazine from the nearby table and began paging through it.
“Kick his ass, Luke.”
Chapter 11
What Do We Do Now?!?!
AZROTH