Chapter 18

Shit. If Archer didn’t get out of here immediately, he’d get his ass more than kicked. He’d had a broken bone once and didn’t really care to relive the experience. He jumped back as Ira whirled, a snarl across the demon’s face. Someone in the crowd had grabbed Kev’s chain to keep him from bolting, although he stayed in the bubble not too far from Ira. Archer wished Kev had the sense to move away, out of Ira’s sight. The last thing Archer wanted was for Kev to become a hostage, but he didn’t really have time to consider it as Ira came at him again, growling incoherently in rage.