Poison Blood

“Your blood proved to be a weapon. Very special spook’s blood; the blood of a seventh son of a seventh son, blended with that of your mother, the first and most powerful of all the lamias. To the vampire god, it was a deadly poison—just as your mother knew it would be. She appeared to Alice soon after Siscoi died and told her as much.”

I suddenly remembered how he’d appeared clothed in Cosmina’s skin. He could still possess other creatures briefly. “He’ll be seeking revenge!” I told Grimalkin. “He’ll be back. We’re still in danger.”

The witch assassin shook her head. “Siscoi is no longer a threat. You did not merely destroy the host; you slayed the vampire god himself. A terrible scream soared out of the ground up into the heavens. Your mother told Alice that it was the very dark itself, crying out in anguish at the loss of one of the most powerful Old Gods. You have weakened our enemies. The head of the Fiend has fallen silent again, and there is no way to get a response out of him—and believe me, I have been anything but gentle.”

B10 C26