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disappeared.
    “What’s that smell?” Kela asked, gagging and holding her nose.
    “Demon, death and brimstone.”
    He opened the door and Kela gasped. “What is it?”
    In the center of the bedroom was a swirling vortex of black fire. “It’s a demon gateway. Vakkar is bringing more of his kind to Earth.”
    Ansara had to destroy the vortex or he’d be fighting a demon army. In the far corner of the room a blond man sat in a high-backed chair. His skin was deathly pale and his clothing was rumpled and stained. The man stood.
    Kela gasped. “It’s Karr. He looks like shit.”
    Ansara raised his hand to destroy the thing occupying the gallery owner’s body but before he released his cleansing fire, the lesser demon jumped into the swirling fire. Vakkar was occupying another body.
    “I want you to bring your vehicle to the front entrance of the gallery, but don’t turn off the engine. Get out of the building, Kela. Don’t stop for anything or anyone. As soon as I get in the car, I want you to drive away as fast as you can without calling attention to us.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “Destroy this gateway before more demons come to Earth. Go, and watch out for those gargoyles. Don’t turn your back on them.”
    Kela’s eyes widened.
    “Go, Kela. Run for the car. Things are going to get hot.”
    Kela took off and Ansara gathered his energy. He clasped his hands, forming an energy ball in his palms. As the ball gained power, he opened his hands and released it. The spinning silver ball was charged and all it needed was the power of Sacred Fire. Ansara removed the tiny sword from his belt and expanded the blade to its full length.
    He sank the blade’s point into the spinning ball and it burst into white flames. Wielding his sword, Ansara flung the fiery ball into the vortex. Then he spun on his heel and ran.
    He raced through the apartment and down the stairs. Thunder cracked as he burst into the gallery. He ran up to the bald receptionist and grabbed her around the waist. She screamed, cursing at him all the way to the sidewalk.
    “The place is going to blow. Run!”
    Elisa looked at the sword in his hand and took off down the street, stumbling in her bright-green high heels. Ansara jumped into the passenger seat of Kela’s vehicle. “Go! Go! Go!”
    Kela stomped on the gas pedal and the vehicle shot into traffic. A truck slammed on its brakes and the driver blasted his horn. Elisa, still running, was dodging cars.
    “Faster!”
    Ansara watched out the rear window, waiting for the vortex to blow. Thunder cracked, then the top of the building lit up.
    “What the fuck was that?”
    “The gateway imploded.” Ansara grinned. “That should piss off Vakkar.”
    “Vakkar isn’t the only one,” Kela said, accelerating around a convertible. “Every cop in the city is going to be looking for my car, looking for us. You’re blowing up things and running around with a sword. They’ll think we’re crazy or terrorists.”
    A loud thump sounded on the roof.
    Kela’s eyes widened. “What the fuck!”
    Another bang and the roof caved in.
    “Gargoyles.”
    Ansara shoved his hand against the vehicle roof and focused his energy, blasting a hole through the roof. The gargoyle exploded.
    Car horns blared and tires screeched.
    Bang! Another gargoyle attacked the roof. Ansara pointed his finger and shot the gargoyle with a stream of white fire. The stone figure blew into fragments.
    “I hear sirens,” Kela yelled.
    Ansara swore when she blew through a traffic signal. An oncoming taxi swerved and slammed into a delivery van. Sirens wailed. They had to get off the street. Ansara spotted a multilevel parking lot. “Turn into the public parking. Now!”
    Kela turned in, stopped at a gate and yanked a ticket out of the dispenser.
    “Drive up the ramp.”
    On the third level Ansara saw an open spot near a dark corner. He pointed to the spot and instructed Kela to pull in.
    She switched off the engine and looked