Chapter 159 – BOUNTY
Devorare spun once, twice—then struck the final blinking lens with a crack.
Glass fractured.
Electric sparks sizzled.
And the moment the camera shattered.
[WARNING: Dimensional anchor destabilizing.]
[Collapse of dark spatial fold imminent. Estimated time: 00:00:09.]
[Please hold your breath.]
All around him, the spa began to ripple.
The tiles bent. The air pulsed. Shadows turned to smoke turned to static. Like the dream was ending, and reality was waking up with a hangover.
Lux took a step back when something caught his eye.
Just past the edge of the fractured jacuzzi.
Something… mundane.
A phone.
Small. Flat. Black case wrapped in infernal etching. It looked like obsidian that got bored and became a touchscreen. There was no logo. No brand.
Demonic tech.
Not mortal.
Definitely Underworld-made.
Lux narrowed his eyes. It had been hidden—wedged between towels like an afterthought. Sloppy. And demons didn't do sloppy unless they were rushing.
