Chapter 111 - Prince Felipe

Rosanna handled her machete she had received from Chango, sharpening it and picking at a bug bite, then smoothing it with a satchel of Yemaya pumice. Divya had a chakra from Vishnu – a type of revolving, boomerang disk blade that sliced all she desired – within reason. Over these past three months, we had become battle hardened, fighting small portions of Watchers, defending Hortense campus and Mo, who was completely unawares, and spending our nights in the muck hall in Hell training, doing diplomacy with our family pantheons – from the Aztec gods to lwa and Orisha for Rosanna, and Eastern faiths common in India for Divya. I was too afraid of the fey to meet the Celtic gods… those were the type to steal your soul.