Soul bound

At least in this lifetime, we're sticking together

Translation (Latin to English)Ignem mitte principium, mitte diabolum in finem! = Send fire to its beginning, send the devil to its end

Trigger warning for descriptions of violence

Me and my husband

We're doing better

It's always been just him and me, together

So I bet all I have on that

Furrowed brow

And at least in this lifetime

We're sticking together

Me and my husband

Me and My Husband- Mitski

As nice as it was to pretend everything was okay in the safety of Sam's arms, Aron had to acknowledge Malix was a threat again, even if she didn't want to. Currently she and the incubi were sitting around the table, trying to form a plan to end this feud once and for all.

"What if we attack from the side?" Matthew suggested, pointing at the map James had made. With the help of magic, they were able to find the general location of where the devil gang had been camping. "We could catch them off guard that way. I'll use my daggers to distract them while the rest of you sneak in!"

James hummed. "I'm not sure if it's wise for any of us to separate. We need to stay together."

Erik nodded. "Then someone should stay with Matthew. Once the battle starts, they can join in."

"I can stay with him," Damien added. "I can use shadow clones to trick them. It will give the three of you an advantage when you attack."

Sam huffed and crossed his arms. "Like I'll need an advantage. I could kick his ass with my eyes closed."

James sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "If that were true, we wouldn't be in this situation to begin with."

"James is right," Erik said. "There's too many of them. We need all of the advantages we can get."

Aron listened as they continued to strategize, a thought coming to her mind. She made a face and looked up at them all. "Wait, wait, wait," she said, getting their attention.

James looked at her. "What is it, Miss?"

"Well, you guys keep talking about what we're going to do when we get there," she stated. "But no ones talking about how we're going to get there?"

James tilted his head slightly. "Well, we will probably just walk through the woods. It's the safest option to prevent drawing attention to ourselves."

Aron gave him a look. "Walk? We're gonna walk out of the doors that are booby trapped?" she asked incredulously. She'd reinforced the holy magic inside the mansion, but that didn't prevent the traps from affecting them outside, not to mention that there was always a possibility the devils could figure out how to disband the spell.

A look of realization dawned on James' face before he chuckled. "We hadn't quite gotten around to that. I was going to propose we travel using the shadow plane."

"You don't think the traps will affect us there too?" Aron asked. She wasn't trying to seem negative, but she couldn't help but be skeptical.

Damien shook his head. "It shouldn't. I checked last night and couldn't sense any hell borne magic there."

Aron looked at them with a blank expression for a moment before raising her brows and leaning back in her chair. "Right. My fault. Continue," she said, earning a chuckle from Damien and a light nudge from Sam.