Back to Our Roots

"Yes, dad?" He didn't miss the timid way she spoke. The way she seemed to try to escape. He eyed her, a softer smile forming on him as he motioned for her to come forward. "Don't you worry, dear. We're not going to hurt you," He said in a softer tone. He wouldn't hurt her without a good reason...or any of them for that matter unless they gave him reasons to snuff them out. So far, she'd been proving her loyalty to him, even though he'd disappeared without a word for a little while, he had come back. He came back for all of them, though Cinaed seemed to want to stray away. "Do you hear them? Can you feel their power? That's the power of our ancestors...our blood. You'll learn all about them tonight and in the days to come, my dear." He purred before turning his attention back to the throng of voices. He could hear all of the demons both new and ancient murmuring among themselves.

Yes...their time was coming, and nothing would be able to stop it.