Arc 3 | Hells Grace (20)
HELLS GRACE
Part 20
I flew away from the shore, leaving Rebecca’s charred body behind, and hovered above Cedar Lake. With the delvers’ numbers dwindling, I thought having a higher perspective and a “god’s eye” view of my domain should focus my purpose and attention. With Many-Eyes always active, my body existed all over the area to the darkest hidden corners or the most obvious location. So, it was hard to concentrate on everything that was going on around me.
But flying was good for me. It cleared my head, albeit momentarily. Up here, I was truly alone. It gave me a chance to breathe. Rebecca’s essence still lingered at the back of my spine, climbing upward, hissing with warmth and fury. It hushed the very part of my desire to lash out and slaughter with wanton malice. I welcomed the brief few seconds of calmness. For the past three days, I relished such feelings. Besides the constant hunger and twisting pain in my phantom stomach, feeding on an essence gave me an itching relief.
After I took a deep breath, I gazed down at my land.
In a split second, I knew where all six delvers were, down to the exact rhythm of their footsteps and every breath they took. They called to me like goose prickles along my arms and at the nape of my neck. Their sweet, intoxicating fear almost behooved me to milk such emotions down to their bones and flesh. A flash of anger coursed through me that I couldn’t do it.
Not yet. Not now. Patience was the name of the game, and their pesky Resolve was yet to be bloodied. Luckily for me, the night still had many to offer before dawn broke over the mountains.
I saw Clay and Tessa in the woods, stumbling through the darkness.
Jenna Batten screamed helplessly behind the demon’s Cheshire grin as they entered the cabin.