Chapter 19

A suave hello. That was all Jory had to say when he reached the woman.

He should have planned something. Perhaps a remark on her looks. Definitely not her voice, though.

The moment he stepped through the portal into Limbo, he'd heard it. Heard every note the siren pitched, hitting him like a physical blow. The song lacked a certain finesse. More a shove than a gentle nudge, but she made up for it in strength. The melody demanded that he give up his arms. Kneel and...

Wait a second. Jory knelt for no one. Which was how the song lost its pull. A warrior always stood tall and fought. His men, however, appeared to lack some of his mental fortitude. Like the demons and angels already here, they stood slack-jawed.

It didn't last, though. As soon as the siren ended her tune, people jumped into action.

Jory among them. "One with the least kills pays for the drinks tonight." He raised his fist and yelled.