and so massed together, shouldering their way from their exile in chaos, that, later, no one there, mortal or angel, could describe what exactly came into this universe through the ancient breech in time and space. There were shaggy heads and arms that were lined with eyes, reptile wings, tentacles, cocks with teeth, legs like a birds and legs like machines. Emerald flesh, exposed bones, metal talons, fire, wind and ice.
The Dominions circled the roof of Hell once, twice and on the third pass, shot up together, blasting through and out into the night sky. Gazing up through the glass dome atop Lucifers palace, Spyder saw familiar constellations. Orion. The Big Dipper. It was Earth. It was home.
Fifty Seven
Jesus Christ and Bruce Lee
"So Spyder, what was the deal with your head back there? Cause if youre a zombie, I got dibs on Shrike," said Lulu.
"Ask your boyfriend what happened. Hes the one who gave me the idea," said Spyder. He turned to Lucifer. The Prince of Hell sat with his elbows on his knees, his fingers steepled, staring out at his ruined kingdom. "Howd you know that my dying would kill the golem, but not me?"
"I guessed," Lucifer said. "You had a fifty-fifty shot. "
"Something happened when I got sucked into the book. I was with the Dominions for a second, I think. Some of their life or whatever keeps them going rubbed off on me. "
"I think youre right," said Shrike. "Look. " She moved the cloth from where Spyder had been holding it on her chest. The wound was closed.
"Come here," Spyder said to Lulu.
"Why? I was kidding about macking on your girl. "
"Sur
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