“You’re aware of Asmodeus and Azazel, of course. But the new arrivals are Astaroth, Mammon, Soneillon, and most recently Reuelle.” Everest pushed his long white hair back. “Azazel was the Angel of Sin, fittingly. If he sets his sights on you, he’ll have you in his bed before you even have time to resist. He will make you want him so much you cannot breathe. Astaroth seduces by laziness. You’ll often see him near snakes as he has power over them. Mammon is the demon of greed. Where there is greed there will be Mammon. But one of our biggest issues will be with Soneillon. She has red eyes like Mother and red horns. Her body is covered in black demonic runes, but when she’s using her magic the runes glow red.”

“What’s her magic do?”

“Rage and hate.” He cracked his knuckles. “With just a look she can detonate enough rage within a person to make them do heinous things. We will need to eliminate her as a priority. Until then treat her like Medusa and avoid eye contact.”

“And I’ll work on something to shield us from her powers, as well as the others.” Tegan pressed her palm to the Book of Shadows.

“Sweyn has been itching to summon more fallen angels. I’ve been the only thing preventing it, so we should expect that to happen.” Then he shook his head. “Though, from the last war I can tell you . . . you do not want to initiate a fight with them. Not yet. We need to be on defense only with the angels until our angels have more answers for us. Understood?”

They nodded.

“And Asmodeus?” My voice felt hollow and raw. “The one I helped summon?”

“Unknowingly. You were not even conscious.” He reached forward and tucked my hair behind my ear. “But Asmodeus is the channel for demons. He controls them. Asmodeus you’ll never reach. He’s too smart. Killing him might not ever happen. You’ll want to pray his own motives are more important to him than killing you, or you’ll never survive.”

Tenn rubbed his chest. “Why did he let me survive?”

“You mean why did he let Nadia retrieve Lucifer’s dagger and then kill her?” He shrugged. “I do not know. I have spent a thousand years trying to understand what drives Asmodeus and I am still blank. But know, Little Michael, he wants you alive. For now. For reasons we may never understand.”

“And Reuelle?” Lennox spoke up for the first time. “Another female?”

“Asmodeus’ soulmate.” We all must’ve made faces because he grimaced and nodded. “I do not know much about her, but she deals in vengeance and justice. We likely won’t get to her because she will remain close to Asmodeus.”