Page 112 of Devil's Delirium

I grimaced, unsure whether to feel honored or worried.

I couldn’t pretend I didn’t want Ivan gone just as badly.

Maybe now it was possible, with my new power.

With Maverick and Stone and Lux at my side.

The blue smoke continued to fade, leaving an unsettling quiet in its wake. The shop felt like the aftermath of a battleground, but the confrontation had only just begun.

We’d find his weakness.

If Ivan wasn’t completely indestructible.

We had to.

It was down to his life or mine.

Yet again.

After a decade, the choice was easy to make and impossible to achieve. But deep underneath the fear and uncertainty, there was a glimmer of hope. Ivan might have the upper hand now, but I wasn’t powerless anymore.

I had allies.

Really fucking strong ones.

They were immortal.

I was immortal.

Holy fucking shit…

I was immortal.

We were gonna Fuck. Him. Up.