m had spilled on the floor. Spyder laid his hands on the metal cover and whispered strange words that seemed to flow into his mind. He was speaking a language he didnt understand, a tongue so guttural and inhuman that it would have been agony even if his throat hadnt been freshly slit.
The runes etched into the book cover glowed and the remaining blood began to boil. Spyder pulled his hands back as the golems lifeless body, along with the last dregs of blood, were absorbed into the book.
Far across Hell there was a sound like thunder, only it came from beneath the ground, as if the foundation of the underworld itself had cracked.
"Do you know how insane this is?" asked Lucifer.
"Im the fool, remember? I do shit you sensible guys wouldnt dream of. "
Quivering green light, like a fluorescent bulb shining from the bottom of the ocean, blasted through cracks in the ancient unfinished wall Spyder had seen while walking to Pandemonium with Ashbliss. The colossal iron reinforc-ing beams began to bend and buckle as some fantastic new weight pressed against the bricks from the other side.
"Glorious! Glorious! They are here!" cried the head Clerk.
"Not for you. "
"It is accomplished! We believed the Butcher Bird would free the Dominions, as revenge when you and the slut died. But you have done her job for her. The universe is ours. "
"Youre talking to a guy who just cut off his own head. You dont get to tell me whats yours and mine," said Spyder. He grabbed the head Clerk and ripped away the stolen skin that covered his face. In shock, both Clerks retreated a pace or two. The head Clerk touched his fleshless face, feeling for the missing meat, his eyes wide and locked on
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