“I think he sees where Logan is going with this,” Logan nodded. “He thinks those guys they killed may have left their, uh, DNA inside some of the surviving members.”“Exactly,” Abina confirmed. “He knows. He's much smarter than he looks.”“So how do they cast this spell?” Logan asked the elves.“We need Rafe’s book,” Kelda explained. “The one that originally summoned Abina and Logan to Earth. Does Rafe still have it?”The goblin pondered for a moment and then grinned. “You of all people should know I treat that shit like a credit card,” the goblin snickered. “Never leave home without it. It’s back in Stella’s trunk.”“Excellent,” the elves nodded. “Then they need to get back to the vehicle immediately.”“They can’t just fly back over to where they parked,” Logan warned and pointed down at the commotion below. “There’s a ton of people down there. Cops, news crews, you name it. They can’t risk blowing their cover that badly.”“So what is he suggesting?” Rafe asked. “Does he want th

Logan couldn’t help but grin at the goblin's enthusiasm. “Lookin’ good, Rafe. Now get in there and whip us up a distraction. They’re probably hiding out in the basement.”“If only I had a jukebox to punch …” the goblin pondered as he opened the front doors and strutted inside.“Follow me,” Logan commanded the elves. “There’s got to be a back door we can use. We’ll wait for Rafe to distract the cultists and the demon, and then we’ll sneak in and set your sisters free.”They slunk back behind the yellowish-brown brick building, toward the entrance in the rear. The double glass doors were locked, but it was gonna take a lot more than that to keep out Logan Ralston.Logan closed his eyes, cast a quick spell of emerald over the elves and himself, and teleported them inside.The interior of the former church was laid out much like you’d expect of a local community center. These particular doors led them directly into the open stairwell of the building, and they were greeted with pale, c

His attack struck Ukobach directly in the stomach, and the small demon was thrown backward into the wall with a crash. Logan dashed across the room and slid to a stop right beside Rafe. “You alright, bro?” he asked the injured goblin.“Never better,” Rafe lied. “Although I did learn the Stone Cold Stunner isn’t as effective as it looks on TV.”Ukobach hopped back to his feet and readied his weapon.“What the heck is that, anyway?” Rafe asked. “Is that a fire poker? Who the heck uses a fire poker as their weapon of choice?”“If you must know,” the demon hissed, “it’s used to stoke the fires of Hell themselves. My trusty sidearm has served me well for centuries, and it will look simply marvelous with both of your heads mounted on top of it!”Ukobach let out a weak roar as he propelled himself through the air and swung at Logan with his red-hot iron. The little demon was quick, but Logan was much quicker. He caught the blow of the demon with a burst of violet fire, and then he blas

Logan closed his eyes and thought about everything that was at stake. He didn't know much about Beelzebub, but if what Kelda and Abina had told him was true, he was even worse than Azar. If Beelzebub's minion won here today, that was it. The armies of the Divine would fall, the human race would be wiped out, and, most importantly, all of his friends would either be killed or sent back to Hell with a cruel new master. Logan sure as heck wasn't going to let that happen. Suddenly, his entire soul felt warm. Maybe it was just the shock from the wounds, or maybe it was the Divine energy that coursed through his body. Either way, he got his second wind, and then his horns grew even longer as the area around him glowed brighter and brighter with Divine light. There was only one way he could end this. With a big boom. “Kelda, Abina, Tris!” Logan called out to the elves. “We need to get clear and go up!” Kelda dodged out of the way of Ukobach’s blow, sprouted her wings, a

“Are you sure this thing is safe, bro?” Rafe asked over the roar of the tiny Cessna seaplane. “I think I saw a piece of the wing fly off a minute ago.”“Relax, son,” the pilot promised from the front. “I’ve been flyin’ since before you were born. Those fuckers weren’t able to shoot me down over in ‘Nam, and it’ll be a cold day in Hell if Ted Rubble crashes his plane on the Canadian side of the border!” "It'll be okay, Rafe," Logan reassured the goblin who was disguised in his human form. "Mr. Rubble here was the best pilot their money could buy.""How much is he getting for this?" Rafe demanded. "I thought you said we were almost broke?""That's irrelevant," Logan said with a wave of his hand."Ted is very skilled," Abina chimed in. "He'll get them to their destination just fine.""But will he get us there in one piece?" Rafe whispered with a raised finger. "I think I saw a gremlin out on the wing.""That was an episode of Twilight Zone," Logan said as he rolled his eyes. "