f**k.
That was insanely perfect.
And when his venom sank in, the head convulsed.
For one second, it went limp.
My mind latched onto that.
The bite worked.
Not enough to kill. Not immediately. But it affected her. Samael’s venom did something Scilla could not ignore.
I focused harder.
Harder than my body wanted.
Harder than Eden liked.
Scilla was not six monsters. That was the first correction. Six mouths, six necks, six angles of attack, yes, but one body. One heart. One nervous system, or whatever the demonic equivalent of a nervous system was.
The heads moved separately, but not randomly.
They had rhythm.
A pattern.
A common brain? A common spinal command? A shared demonic switchboard? The f**k I knew.
But there was coordination.
One head screamed.
Two attacked.
One gua
