Moonlight shines on half the Demon King’s face as he throws me against the wall. This might be the rudest awakening I’ve ever had. Oxygen bursts out of me in a useless gasp as my eyes bug out of their sockets. He lifts me off my feet. Black mist trails off the Demon King’s shoulders, blotting out the silver moonlight behind him. “What are you?” he says. My feet pedal in the air.
