Darkness Eternal by Alexandra Ivy

landing. The sudden entrance into the gateway on the other side, however, ripped her away from him and before he could react, they were being slammed onto a hard floor with enough force to rattle his fangs.
    With a groan, he lifted his head to discover the latest disaster awaiting them, not at all surprised by the seemingly endless expanse of black, volcanic rock that ran between rivers of fire or the poisonous clouds that floated in the distance. Overhead the sky was a sickly shade of crimson with bolts of lightning that streaked toward the ground without warning.
    The only surprise would be if they weren’t back in the underworld.
    Shifting his gaze, he swore at the sight of Kata lying sprawled a few feet away, her tiny body perilously near the liquid fire.
    “Kata.”
    He surged to his feet, keeping his sword in one hand while he moved to her side.
    “I’m okay.” With an obvious effort, Kata slowly stood, grimacing at the hellish vista spread before her. “Or at least as okay as I’m going to get.”
    Uriel desperately wanted to pull her into his arms and offer her comfort, but a swift glance over his shoulder revealed that the gateway was still open.
    As soon as Marika healed she was going to be on their trail.
    “We need to move.”
    Despite her obvious weariness, she gave a swift nod. “Do you sense Yannah?”
    “That way.” He grudgingly tilted his head toward a path leading through the black rock.
    Kata didn’t hesitate. With that impulsiveness he was beginning to learn was a part of her passionate nature, she was headed through the red-tinted shadows. Uriel hastily reached out to grasp her arm and spin her back to face him.
    “Wait,” he commanded.
    She met his frown with a heavy sigh. “I know you don’t trust her.”
    Trust her?
    Not even if she grew wings and put on a halo.
    “Do you?” he growled.
    Kata bit her bottom lip, visibly considering her words. “She makes me nuts,” she said slowly, “but I think she’s our only hope of getting out of here.”
    “And that says it all, doesn’t it?” Uriel gave a shake of his head, conceding defeat. Kata was right. What were the odds of running into another demon who not only had the ability to open gateways, but was willing to help them? “Let’s go.”
    In silence they moved along the pathway, the air growing progressively more oppressive and the lightning increasing in intensity.
    Uriel tested the air. He could vaguely sense Yannah in the distance, but closer at hand there was . . .
    Danger.
    He didn’t recognize the strange scent, but it was making his instincts bristle.
    Reaching behind his back, he slid his dagger from the sheath attached to his jeans.
    “Here,” he said, pressing the finely crafted weapon into Kata’s hand.
    She frowned, awkwardly clutching the leather-bound hilt. “I don’t know how to use it.”
    “Stick the pointy end into something.”
    Her eyes narrowed. “Don’t tempt me.”
    They both froze as the sound of Marika’s maniacal laugh abruptly echoed through the stagnant air.
    “Bloody hell,” Uriel breathed.
    “For god’s sake, you cut off her head,” Kata rasped. “What else can we do?”
    “Run,” he said without apology.
    Any good warrior understood the importance of a strategic retreat.
    Grabbing her arm, he urged her down the path, his sword held at the ready. He knew what was coming from behind, but there was no guarantee there wasn’t something worse waiting for them ahead.
    Hell, it was almost a given.
    It didn’t take long to fulfill his pessimistic theory.
    They had just reached a crossroad in the path when the ground beneath their feet split and a nightmarish creature surged out of the opening.
    Kata screamed, stumbling backward. Uriel didn’t blame her. He wanted to do a little screaming of his own.
    Even by demon standards the thing was gruesome.
    Shaped like a worm, it rose up to nearly eight feet in height. He couldn’t see any eyes, but its mouth gaped open to reveal several rows