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night, but the serene ambiance faded when we landed. A layer of mist blanketed the street, sending an eerie shiver down my spine. Though the streetlights cast a dim light, I felt the presence of evil. What kind of evil, I didn’t know. Demons came in all kinds of hideous, monstrous forms. I prayed our mission would be quick and easy.
    Father leaped to the roof while we entered through the front door of a massive warehouse; one could get lost in there. The large, oversized crates lined all the way to the back. Keeping our footsteps nearly silent, we headed forward.
    “Lux,” I whispered, willing my bow to light up when I noted others had done so with theirs. Eleven glowing lights, counting my uncle’s, cautiously strode ahead. When he silently gestured with his hand for us to split up, my team sped to the other crates. Pressing our backs against them, we cautiously moved forward, keeping our eyes on the other team.
    We heard no sounds, but I felt something wicked there. As I glanced around, I recalled the last meeting before we left. Uncle Davin had said the teams were ambushed not just by fallen angels, but giant monsters called Hell Guards from the abyss. How they had escaped was another mystery we would have to solve another time. First, we needed to make it out of there alive and with answers, if possible.
    The anticipation of what we were about to face drove me to the edge. My heart beat out of control, and blood rushed to my face. I wanted it to be over, and yet I didn’t want it to begin.
    We had passed about ten crates when we came to the dead center of the space, and still no sign of said demons. Until…the crates around us burst open.
    I ducked low and covered my head with my arms to keep from getting hit by the large, wooden splinters. What came out of the crates frightened me motionless. I had seen pictures of demons such as these during our training, but it was nothing like seeing them in real life. Towering over me, a head in the form of a dragon snapped and focused on me. It had claws like a lion and sported a long tail with a serpent’s head at the tip.
    After I assessed the monster, I shot my light from the bow and missed. From the corners of my eyes, I saw the lights fired from my team at the beasts surrounding us.
    “Watch out!” Uncle Davin warned. “They’re breathing fire!” He hid behind the broken crates for shelter.
    As we ran from the blistering blasts, we hid behind any shelter we found, but when I heard the screams of agony, I snuck a peek. Three of the Nubilus teammates had burned to a crisp. My heart sank and fear gripped me again, taking control of my muscles and my courage. I couldn’t breathe. I’d never witnessed the death of a teammate before. It affected me so powerfully I couldn’t move, but that was dangerous. I would be letting the other members of my team down.
    As I inhaled a long breath and positioned my bow, glass from above shattered like falling rain, causing the five monsters to spread apart. Father charging in with rage added fuel to my shrinking courage.
    Father never landed; he stopped in midair to face one of the monsters. He punched its head, knocking it across the room, smashing the other crates as it landed on them. Pulling out his sword, Father blocked the tail and sliced through its head. It turned to stone, then crumbled to nothing but ashes. Father whipped around and ran toward us.
    “Fire!” Uncle Davin commanded when the four remaining monsters were far apart from each other. They were easier to battle separately than when they all charged at once, spitting fire.
    Our team jumped to safety as lights from our bows darted out to the beasts. It pushed them back, but didn’t do any damage.
    Looks like we have to cut off the heads.
    Expanding my wings, I flew in circles, causing the monster near me to spin around, following my every move. Sometimes its fire missed me by only inches.
    Cut off the tail, I said to Zachary in my mind. I’ll work on the