CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Elliot's POV

Lot slowly circled Liam, with the tongue in his hand, waiting for the first strike from him. Lot always did that. Liam was also playing safe and waiting for me to act. Since demons weren't nearly as patient as angels, especially not Lot, he attacked.

Lot sped and pounced on Liam. His mouth watered as he tried to use the weapon to remove Liam's eyeballs but Liam used his strength to push him backward as he jumped back on his feet.

Liam ran to Lot as two swords magically appeared in his hands. He pierced the swords through Lot's skin. Since Lot had no emotions he could not feel the pain but I was. I could feel my heart pumping out of my chest and my ribcage breaking.

Lot grabbed the swords from the sharp sides and broke them. I looked at my hands as blood spilled from them. This was the problem with Lot, because he couldn't feel a thing he would cause excessive damage to me.

Lot grabbed Liam by the shoulders, piercing his claws into