Chapter 162

“Why the fuck isn’t it working?” Logan couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “That’s ancient Vatican magic. It’s supposed to banish any demon back to Hell!”

“Sister Ira’s creation isn’t from Hell, Logan,” Beth explained as her eyes lit up with understanding. “The spell cannot work on something that isn’t Demonic in the first place.”

“So you’re saying that Jakey’s spell is glitching out because it can’t identify Satanic Scooby-Doo’s genetic makeup?” Rafe asked curiously.

“More or less.” The redhead sighed.

“Delicious,” Ira cackled from above, and then she darted over toward her pet on her bat-like wings. She glided down onto the nape of the Cerberus clone’s neck and then nestled herself into his fur playfully. The elves cockily shook her shoulders and cleared her throat.

“Oh, Doggie!” she cooed. “Let’s have some fun, shall we?”

The evil elves whistled, and the massive dog’s ears perked up. Ira gave another silent command to her creation as he pulled himself to his feet.

“Well,
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