Devils were masters of hiding by nature—and Sairos, having lived among humans for a time, was even better at it than most.
Despite his severe injuries, the time Ava spent healing Lorne had been more than enough for him to flee several kilometers and hide himself away, buried deep in a tunnel's secret corner. Confident, he thought smugly to himself: Even if the Demon King came himself, he wouldn't be able to find me here.
But Ava, eyes fixed on the bright red dot glowing on her map, was running straight toward his hiding place.
