Chapter 367

I beamed under his praise, then immediately wondered what the hell was I doing?

A voice inside my head shrieked at me to fight him, but my body had other ideas. I reached out to touch the shiny brass ring on his finger, but he snatched his hand away.

"Show some respect for your Mashiach."

That same tiny voice inside me told him off, but my body was his to control again and I bowed my head. My blood turned to ice. I was helpless to refuse him.

"You will accompany me into the demon realm." He held out a bracelet by his fingertips, careful not to touch me.

Physically, the bracelet was nothing more than a strip of hammered copper with symbols engraved on it, but it made my skin crawl. It wailed with dark magic and blood and violence. I recoiled, my arm trembling as I tried to move it behind my back, not wanting this obscenity to touch my flesh, but he barked at me to put it on and I obeyed.

He slid a vial of clotted black and red goo out of his pocket and uncapped it.