“No!” Clement lunged for the lord. “Don’t!”
“Father,” Eilyn cried, but the man was gone.
The lord let out a blood curdling scream as the demon attacked him. The noise filled the alcove and slammed against them. Eilyn collapsed against the wall and Clement fell to his knees, vomiting. Suddenly, the scream was cut off by a wet noise that caused Clement to vomit again.
The demon let out a long, victorious howl. Eilyn looked surprised when it was joined by hundreds of other howlers.
“What is happening?” Eilyn whispered as she slid down to the floor.
“Unfortunately for us, the spell is broken,” Clement wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pressed himself against the wall. He pulled a cell phone out of his fanny pack and quickly thumbed a message.
“How?” the woman was too terrified to notice his actions.
“Your father is dead,” Clement looked down at his phone and his face grew hard. “he no longer needs protecting. The spell that bound your protectors, the demons, is no more.”
“What is going on?” Eilyn asked as the howls grew louder. “Are they leaving?”
“No,” Clement stood and lifted Eilyn to her feet. “You father was a fool for throwing himself out like that.”
“Why?” Eilyn scowled. “He sacrificed himself to free me.”
“That was never possible. The demons want payment for all of the lives they protected in the war,” Clement put his hands on her shoulders.
“I didn’t ask them to!” Eilyn struggled to escape his grasp.
“You are the last,” Clement said quietly and shoved her out of the alcove.