"He is here."
He panted, unsteadily on the chair, trying to get a good resting position, although he was not at ease and in pain.
Desmond and Sofia refused to believe it.
"Who?" Jane asked, terrified.
Demona looked up into Jane's eyes, knowing she did not know what they were up against.
"Satan."
Jane became instantly confused.
"Who?"
She asked again, and the clouds beneath them thundered, darkening like the end was near.
Demona groaned more, feeling the excruciating pain increase.
"Sofia! Get us out of here!"
Tama instructed in a low tone.
Desmond knew Sofia was running weak on the opening of portals, but she hid it all behind her 'I can do it's facial expression.'
She sighed, breathing in before beginning.
Jane was stunned at the sight, watching sparks of light emit from her conjuration, when a thought hit her, and she spoke her mind outloud.
"Jackson!"
