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water, and set them on the table next to Jericho before walking off to the master bathroom to take a quick shower.
    The sounds of Reyna moaning seep through the bathroom door as I pass by on my way to the master bedroom. In the mirror of the master bathroom, I notice that the Haglaz is on my shoulder blade as well; it’s almost as if the Haglaz penetrates through my chest. I also notice that my face has changed in the past year; my jawline has grown more defined and my cheeks are sharper… it actually looks like I’m in my twenties instead of in high school. I take a shower, get dressed in my battle gear, and head back out into the kitchen. Jericho is sitting at the table, looking like Ray Charles with those sunglasses on.
    “ Now all you need is a heroin addiction and a piano.” I say from across the table.
    “ Racist.” Jericho mumbles and we both laugh.
    About forty-five minutes later, Jason and Reyna walk out of the bathroom and into the other guest bedroom; ten minutes after that, they both step out of the room fully equipped and ready to go. Reyna is trying to be professional, but her face is still a little flushed. Jason isn’t even trying to hide the ‘Hell Yeah!’ grin on his face, nor the bite marks on his neck. I think I’m starting to see how they ended up having sex in the first place.
    “ So, are we ready to go?” Reyna asks.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 8: Is a head really necessary?
    After the black mist dissipates, I look up and see the black and green sky. It looks like different districts do have different colored skies after all, which is good because the cityscape looks identical to Adlivun.
    “ Okay, now we need to go to the building on the corner of 4th street and Kur, according to my mother’s information.” Jason informs us.
    “ Why didn’t we just port there?” Reyna asks.
    “ Because porting can be sensed by gods and certain magical items if it is done within about a mile of the god and/or item.” Jason explains.
    “ Yeah, having the element of surprise on our side would be nice. So why didn’t we do that last time?” I ask as we start walking.
    “ I didn’t know about it until my mother told me while you were unconscious.” Jason replies. So Hel must suspect that a god is behind this… as we are walking, I realize something.
    “ If we’re in the Babylonian district of the Underworld, why is everything in English?” I inquire.
    “ It’s not. Upon entering the Underworld, everyone is given the Gift of Tongues so that they read and hear things in their native language, even if something is written in ancient Sanskrit.” Jason answers.
    About two miles later, we arrive outside of an unmarked building. We start scoping the place out from an alleyway across the road, and oddly enough, there are no guards.
    “ Is there a chance that your mother’s Intel was wrong?” I ask.
    “ Doubtful… you two stay here while I go check it out. If things get rough, I can always port out more easily without you two.” Jason says seriously.
    “ Be careful.” Reyna softly says.
    Jason grins at her and runs toward the building. Something seems to be going on between them… an attachment that is more than just sex, that is.
    “ Hey, wha—” I start to ask before Jason’s swirl of black mist interrupts me.
    “ Okay, wow. First off, it’s clear; second, follow me… hey Cole? For that information probing thing that my mom was saying you could do, does that require the person to be alive… in the laxest of definitions?” Jason asks as we walk into the building.
    This place looks like a furious version of me had already been here; blood is coating the walls, and most of the bodies aren’t even recognizable as bodies anymore. We walk to the back of the building where I see the most complete body we’ve come across, sitting on a golden throne.
    “ Or have an unexploded head?” Jason finishes as I realize that the guy on the throne must be Alam.
    “ Yeah, I’m pretty sure they