Free Major Demons by Randall Morris Page A

through fog, and so on. I can turn into a huge rage monster and consume other demons. I can teleport when I have Damnation with me. There are probably a few I’m forgetting. Some of them have started to merge and form new powers, but I haven’t fully figured that out. How about you?”
    “I can blind enemies by overexposure to light. Most demons that touch me will burn. I inherited frost and ice abilities from grandpa. I’m decent with a blade. Honestly, my list sounds kind of depressing next to yours.”
    “It’s not exactly a fair comparison. I’m a weird hybrid of angels and demons. I’ve found it’s a lot easier for me to acquire and keep powers.”
    “Ok. Next question. How do you feel about Cain’s betrayal?”
    “I’m angry.”
    “Leech’s death?”
    “I’m angry.”
    “You don’t feel sad?”
    “Not really. Being sad won’t bring them back.”
    “Neither will being angry.”
    “I don’t like this line of questioning and I don’t understand how it’s relevant. My turn. What do you think Gabriel told Bumalin? Does it bother you that he’s trying to hide something from you?”
    “What makes you think he’s hiding something?”
    “Bumalin’s response. ‘Does she know?’ He’s hiding something.”
    “Well I don’t think he is… and I don’t like this line of questioning.”
    “Fair enough. Let’s just move on. We both have ice powers. I can’t really control mine all that well because I’ve mostly just had to learn as I go. How about you?”
    “It takes some getting used to for few angels that have the power. You have to have a need to slow things down. Make the molecules stop being so quick. Honestly, I have no idea how you’ve been pulling it off. You’re so hot-headed all the time.”
    “Can you show me? I’ll help you hallucinate and then monitor your thoughts to see how you do it.”
    “That sounds incredibly invasive.”
    “This is about trust, right? I’d let you in my head but it’s just a bunch of angry thoughts and a hunger for more power. Oh and occasionally some thoughts about you that I think you would find invasive and inappropriate.”
    Shadow grinned and Sarah punched him in the arm.
    “Do we have a deal? I promise I’ll just be in there to see what you’re thinking and feeling when you conjure up the ice.”
    “Fine. Let’s do it.”
    Shadow placed his thumb on Sarah’s forehead and she immediately saw a large yeti running towards her. She initially panicked, but then focused on slowing the yeti’s approach. She pointed her hands and ice flew through her veins and out towards the approaching hallucination.
    Shadow read her thoughts as this happened and then returned to his own mind.
    “Interesting, but I don’t think it’ll help me. I’ve just been able to summon the ice when I need it.”
    “Well I didn’t say my way was the only way, but now you know how I do it.”
    “All the angels do it that way?”
    “No. That’s just how I learned… and now it’s my turn.”
    “Fine. What do you want to know about my fighting style?”
    “I want to learn how to fight with a sword like I’ve seen you fight. I know you have Damnation now…”
    “Sure. I can teach you. I’ll use Michael’s short blade and you use your sword.”
    Shadow and Sarah drew their weapons. Shadow replicated himself three times and then backed away.
    “My style of fighting involves being quick. I’m not there when their weapon is. I’m not in their line of sight when they expect to see me. Go ahead and put your sword away.”
    “Then why did you tell me I could use it while you use Michael’s short blade?”
    Shadow shrugged.
    “I haven’t taught this stuff much before. Occasionally I’d teach Leech or Lilith a thing or two but never sword fighting. Are you annoyed?”
    “Yes.”
    “Good. Channel that. Not into blind attacks and frustration but into speed. Anddddddd…. Go!”
    The three Shadow clones each attacked Sarah from a different angle. She ducked under