“She’s nonetheless alive,” Zilla replied. “The token I gave her is emitting.”

“Wait, you recognize the place she is? Beam me to her.” He’d skewer the demon who dared kidnap his mate.

“I can’t. She’s been taken off-planet.”

A chill swept him. “She’s on a Hell scout ship?”

“Sure.”

“The place is it? Present me.” The air in entrance confirmed a zoomed-out view of the galaxy and a tiny dot shifting quickly from Earth towards the Hell behemoth. “Can we catch up earlier than it reaches its base?”

“No.”

He had no hope of rescuing her, one thing he refused to just accept. “What are the choices?” He requested Zilla as a result of he didn’t have a clue what to do. If this have been only a random human, he would have felt unhealthy and moved on. However this was Francesca, a lady he’d fallen in love with. Nothing, not the battle with Hell, the mutiny with Heaven, mattered as a lot as her security did.

“I can get you into Hell.”

He straightened from his droop. “Gained’t they spot you and blast you to items earlier than we get shut?”

“My shielding and cloaking are glorious.”

He nearly stated, “Let’s go,” solely to recollect risking the cantorii meant probably stranding his choir. The Atlantis can be leaving very quickly. Most likely sooner now that the scouts have been in play. If he took Zilla and one thing occurred…

If he didn’t and Francesca suffered…

“And also you’re very certain she’s on that ship?”

“I’m monitoring her token.”

“Assuming they didn’t take away it from her.”

“They’ll’t. Not simply at any fee.”

“Clarify.”

“It’s implanted inside her to keep away from detection.”

“Hell’s acquired entry to know-how we don’t, so don’t assume something.” He frowned on the shifting speck. Was she actually on board?

Metatron paced as his thoughts whirred. The demon who set the lure needed to be Astaroth. A plot that complicated required somebody of intelligence and the power to command a scout to hold it out.

If Francesca was aboard.

What if Astaroth needed him to assume she was? By now it was most likely apparent to many who she meant one thing to Metatron. Add within the reality she was an enormous a part of the protection towards Hell and eradicating Francesca would strike a blow not simply to their operations however morale. On the similar time, his haring off to rescue her put not solely him in danger however the cantorii as nicely, the latter being extra vital than a single angel. Hell’s scouts have been quick, however they weren’t as environment friendly and useful as Zilla. If Hell captured her… Earth would fall.

“I can’t be rash about this,” he muttered.

Zilla nudged. “It’s a must to rescue her.”

“I’ll.” As a result of the rest wasn’t acceptable. However he had to make sure, 100% certain, the place she was first. “A couple of questions first should you don’t thoughts. When did you first detect the token as soon as the dampening subject disappeared?”

“When she acquired transported aboard.”

In different phrases, shortly, too shortly to take away the token.

“And there’s been no interruption in sign?”

“None.”

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