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demon.”
    Gelsenim's head cocked to one side. Holtis, who had waited quietly all this while, shuffled his feet and squeaked, “Lord, I am hungry! Can we not possess these?”Gelsenim glanced at the lesser demon, then at Daniel. His handsome face darkened with anger as his gaze locked with Daniel’s. “I would let you have that one gladly, but he will not allow it.”  
    She checked on Daniel as well, reading for his energy level, and it was dropping, more quickly than when she had last looked. He was a strong Warder, but Gelsenim was one hell of a strong demon, the strongest Bree had ever met. She had to end this fast, but she wanted an answer to her question. “Gelsenim, why? Why were you so different with me?”
    The demon’s attention returned to her, and his expression morphed from hostile straight into confused. “I…   I am not certain,” he finally admitted. “Perhaps if you were to allow me in again, we could discover the answer.”  
    A part of her wanted to try it, to end the suspense, just get it over with, but after a moment’s thought, she rejected the idea. She was concerned about Daniel's energy level, and she needed to be better prepared, more clear on what kind of experiments she wanted to try. And it would be wise to have another powered person besides Daniel as back up, maybe Kevin to provide some heavy duty warding, given how strong Gelsenim was. “Perhaps another time. Let me think about it.”
    Gelsenim’s orange eyes flared brighter, and his face elongated and sharpened, features becoming more predatory. “But I am hungry now,” he said, voice rising.Bree glanced nervously at Daniel. He gave a tiny nod, and drew in breath to banish both demons.  
    Before he could speak, Gelsenim charged the ward. A thick wall of air shoved against both Bree and Daniel, hard enough to make them stumble to keep their balance. Holtis joined in with a shriek of glee, and both demons together slammed against the ward again and again.  
    “Gelsenim, this is not endearing you to me at all! I command you and Holtis to leave,” Bree shouted.
    Gelsenim ignored her, and his form changed again, jaw stretching, muscles bulging, skin darkening towards red. Bree staggered as another wave of force slammed the ward, and with it came a wave of heat. That was bad news. The ward was weakening. She looked again at Daniel and saw with relief that he was raising his hands in fists, the gesture he used when he was bringing up his Demon Master talent.  
    “Gelsenim, I command you!” Daniel’s voice rang out.
    “No, I will not obey!” Gelsenim screeched in response, all human tones gone from his voice. Bree felt another crash against the ward. Its outer edge slammed into her, and she fell to the ground. The windows rattled in their frames, two of Daniel's African masks came off the wall, and she heard something made of glass in the room die a loud, inglorious death. For the first time, she began to be seriously terrified, the in fear of your life kind of afraid. She'd never seen Gelsenim successfully resist Daniel’s command, but it looked like he might manage it this time. The look of calm left Daniel’s face, replaced by anger. Both his fists clenched hard as he focused his will energy on the demon. “You must obey, I command you!”  
    “You cannot keep me from her, she is mine!” the demon roared back, and the inner ward blew.
    Bree was sent sliding across the floor into the table, and Daniel down into a heap against the wall, where a painting fell on top of him. Gelsenim's form morphed completely back to the demonic, less large than his first appearance, but no less frightening for that. He stepped toward Bree, and a wave of heat preceded him, heat Bree knew could turn into fire in the demon's disembodied state. "And now, my host, it is time for us to join, as it is meant to be."
    Bree held her hands, palm out, towards the demon. The wards against possession she'd drawn on her hands earlier heated up, and