Ash waddled down the Renjer cave a son latched onto each leg and her daughter in her arms. They had turned the tide against the Tryns and now only a fraction remained, but Ash wouldn't relax until she knew every last demon on Renjer and on Earth was gone. And she had a feeling they'd return with a vengeance.
"Can you please take one of your children?" she asked Xilon.
He, in his dragon form, had Isabelle and Kohl's twins swinging from his tail. "Sure, they can all come and play," he mindspoke to her and she was sure the kids heard him too for they squealed and raced forward.
"Is Taurian going to be here soon?" She bit her lip. "Brice plays tonight in the Super Bowl in under an hour." Just in case they missed the first part of the game, she had her DVR set to record the entire thing, plus she was sure she'd watch it again and again to see her little brother make the game...possibly win too.
"I know." Xilon smiled. "We'll get home in time."