Wolf of Stone novel Chapter 43

"By any means necessary?"

I squinted my eyes in suspicion, "No killing, No torture, nobody gets hurt. We just need a distraction."

Chaos nodded in understanding then cunningly asked, "and what would be our payment in this deal? As I'm sure you know that those who bargain with demons must pay a price for our labour."

I raised an eyebrow at the wicked look on his face. His nice boy act didn't fool me one bit. His eyes were calculating and menacing.

I sneered, "Do I look stupid to you? I summoned you with my own blood, which means that there's a link between us. We don't need to make deals. The weak bends to the will of the stronger being. Now tell me, can you break my soul and make me bend?" I stared straight into his chaos filled eyes and watched as he clenched his jaw in anger.

We all knew who the strongest within this clearing was.

Not that I was overestimating myself or anything. It was just plain out facts. I'm not smug at all. No sir couldn't be me.

Ego shrugged and turned around to start walking out of the clearing, his hands buried in his pockets. "I say we just do it. I kinda like this witch," He called out over his shoulder.

Chaos growled and turned away from us, "give us 10 minutes. Let's go Illumy."

"Yeah yeah," Illumy muttered as they left.

Once I no longer felt their presence, I turned to Liza and Axil, "let's go."

"Ten minutes sure feels like ten hours... and I'm hungry as hell, my back feels sore, and I feel like I've been baked in mud. When is this going to be over!? I wanna cry, look at me," Liza rambled on and on as we walked through the forest, "how are we even going to know when they're ready?"

I glanced over at her as I ducked under a tree branch, "they're demons, trust me we'd know."

"Speaking of, are you sure that was a wise idea, summoning them? Like wasn't there an easier option?"

"Oh definitely."

Liza stopped and turned to look at me. I stopped and met her inquiring gaze.

"I could've simply altered our appearance and body, but then again strangers coming into town at a time like this would be suspicious," I shrugged.

Liza raised a brow, "but it would've still worked, no?"

"I mean sure, as long as we found fresh clothing, I'm sure it would've worked out fine."

I closed my eyes and immediately delved into Liza's mind, wincing as many images began to invade mine. I ignored her cry for pain as I hurriedly looked for the image I came for. It didn't take long.

Gotcha.

An image of the museum appeared before me, standing tall with glory as it's white walls towered a good three storage high, arched windows decorating its front with the large statue of a man decorating its entrance. It was more like a fountain as I glimpsed the water that ran out of the man's mouth and into the pool beneath his feet. This was our target.

I projected the image among all three of us before summoning the magic that dwelled at my heart, allowing it to blanket our bodies in its embrace. Soon, we were swallowed by a bright purple hue and our surroundings blurred out of focus for a second before it became fixed again.

We were now standing before that very same museum.

"Oww what the hell was that for?" Liza exclaimed as she clutched at her now throbbing head.

I glanced at her briefly, "sorry about that, didn't expect it to hurt you."

"Didn't expect it to hurt my ass. This is vengeance I tell you; I knew you lowkey hated me. Just you wait, I'll get you back for this," she grumbled to herself as she took a seat on the fountain edge.

My lips tilted up slightly as I ignored her and looked around at our surroundings. I peeked around the fountain and looked at the entrance to the museum. Two guards were positioned outside the doors, deep in conversation.