Chapter 729

• "Come on," Vicus said. "We spent the day traveling inward. There's nothing out here. No souls, no other demons."
• "So you say," Caera said, slowly prowling toward the front door. A big wooden door, made of more of the black trees. It'd probably shatter like glass if someone hit it hard enough.
• "Clear!" Lasca yelled. Everyone hissed; too loud. She squatted in an empty window, tail swaying behind her. Apparently she'd seen the scrying pool enough to know about the word 'clear', but not about the Necronomicon. Disappointing.