As the words leave his mouth, my eyebrows cross in confusion. Bright little fireflies float in the darkest corner of the cell.
“Show yourself!” Nate demands, his chest vibrating against my back.
The Kings part to give me more view. A figure crawls forward, out of the darkness in the cell, knocking the baby rattle out of the way.
My legs give away and I try to launch forward as a scream roars out of me.
“Daemon!”