* storm's POV*

Every bit of my body was boiling with anger. I was going to slowly kill each and every one of them.

"Storm you have to stand back while we fight these creature." Hermes held my hands to comfort me.

I snapped my teeth together. Irritated at the men's manly egos. I couldn't very well tell them they were going to be in the way, but I had no choice. At this point I preferred to fight by myself, besides, they were no match for this creatures. The mark burn hot on my ankle and I knew the devil awaits my invitation.

"I will go alone. You'll Should...