Thursday, May 07, 2009
Sophia clicked her fingers.
Shadows flickered in the corners despite the bright lights. They coalesced ainto a pillar of darkness which flickered through several forms, Harold, Frederick, Lucy, and a Labrador-sized dog.
Jasfoup laughed. “A shadow creature?” he said. “Lucy is up there fighting for her life against a demon-raised immortal and a host of goblins, and you offer me a shadow? What will it do? Smother them to death?”
“There is no need to be rude, Mr. Jasfoup.” Sophia looked down her nose at the demon, despite his being significantly taller. “I’m lending you a detachment of Fae troops to deal with the goblins. I offer you the shadow as a gesture of good will.”
Jasfoup looked down. The shadow wagged its tail.