Logan's heart sank at the demon’s words, and he unfastened his seatbelt.“What are you doing?” Kelda hissed from behind him. “You’re going to blow her cover.”“Something’s not right,” he whispered. “He’s too laid back about all of this.”“Oh, I think I’m going to pass,” Ira explained softly. “I’m on a detox diet right now, and tea is one of my forbidden items. Gotta keep my slim figure. It’s good for my public image, you know?”“Please, Ira,” Ose continued. “I insist. It’ll be good for you.”Ira let out an awkward chuckle. “I appreciate you brewing this for me, Ose, I really do. I’m just not in a tea-drinking mood right now.”“Ira,” the demon’s voice now grew angry. “You are a guest in my shop. Please, it would be disrespectful to not accept my offer.”“Why are you so insistent I drink from this cup, Ose?” Ira asked accusingly.The demon slammed his hands palm-down on the table. “You are being very rude, you know,” he growled, and his eyes began to glow green.“Fuck this.” Loga

Logan turned to Ira and Kelda. “Where do you think their sisters could be hiding?” he asked.“Rafe, this is Kelda,” the blonde spoke into the communicator. “What do you smell?”“You mean other than the overpowering stench of Ose’s perfume shower?” Rafe snorted. “Let me see. I’m picking up the scent of sweat and guilt all over. Also, a little bit of fruity drink--wait. Hold the phone … that’s California Emerald Oxygen if I’d ever smelt it!”“So there’s weed present?” Kelda asked.“Is there ever!” Rafe retorted. “That shit’s my favorite. I’d know its succulent smell anywhere.”“Follow the trail,” the elves ordered. “Tris is a notorious stoner. Find that weed, and you’ll probably find her.”“Why are we fighting this chick, again?” Rafe joked. “She sounds like my type of demon! To the right, Jakey. Two o’clock, to be exact.”Abina and Logan manipulated Ose’s body so it was now walking in the general direction Rafe had given them.“Slight left,” Rafe gagged. “There’s some vomit on the

"Logan growled and summoned purple Magicfire into his hands. He muttered to himself, 'I'm parting the drunken sea.' Clapping his hands together, a long thin line of violet fire formed in front of him, directly between a bunch of dancing civilians. He raised his hands in opposite directions vertically, and the Magicfire rose to be seven feet tall. Then, he moved his hands in opposite directions to create two walls that gently nudged people out of their way. Once there was an opening in the crowd, Logan and the elvea dashed through.Before they could even reach the end of the tunnel, Logan located Aruna. Directly to their right, people were screaming in terror and fleeing the scene as flashes of red Magicfire lit up the dark club.'There!' Logan pointed and released his barrier. The crowd around the fight had thinned out enough that he could just make out the figures of Aruna, Rafe, and the elvea.'Don't engage until we get closer,' Logan ordered. 'We don't need any civilian casua

Logan shook his head and summoned red Magicfire into his hands. "I always hated this trope," he muttered to himself.“How big is Logan’s dick?” Ira asked out of the blue.Logan shot her a raised eyebrow, and the elves shrugged.“What?” she shrugged. “The real Kelda would know, wouldn’t she?”“Oh, it’s huge,” the blonde on the left mused.The other one looked Logan right in the eye and slowly began to pull down the waistband of her pants. “Yes, it’s much, much bigger than Azar’s,” she continued, “and Earl’s.”“Earl was an asshole,” the other Kelda continued. “He wasn’t as kind or as loving as you are, Logan. Can’t you see it’s me?”The elves on the right lowered her waistband down just far enough that her left thigh was exposed. There, right below her tiny waist, sat the scar from one of Earl’s torture sessions.It was her.“Honey,” the real Kelda hissed, “you don’t even know the half of it. Earl left his mark on me, in more ways than one.”“I know,” the “other Kelda” mused. “He to

"Come on," Logan tried to lighten the mood. "I'm a mortal going around killing demon lords and stealing their elves. There's no way he can hate you more than he hates me.""I wouldn't count on it," the fit elves responded. "It got so bad at one point, she was contemplating a coup. It would have been guaranteed suicide, a elves or two going up against a mighty Demon King, but at least she wouldn't have to tolerate that fucker's abuse anymore.""So Lucifer eventually moved her over to Azar's kingdom?" Logan continued."More or less," Kelda nodded. "At that point, though, it was just going from an awful situation to a slightly less awful one.""So like, thinking you're going to a crunkcore concert and then finding out you're really going to a nu-crunk one?" Rafe suggested."I don't know what either of those is," Kelda admitted."Good," the goblin shuddered. "Let's keep it that way.""Word was that it was a 'business decision,'" Abina added. "Lucifer was supposedly afraid Beelzebub wa