As Emily stood there, wondering what lay ahead, she felt a sense of unease, what did Metatron mean?
But before she could ponder the question further, Emily heard a noise behind her.
She turned to see a figure emerging from the shadows.
"Who are you?" Emily asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The figure stepped forward, revealing a confident smile. "My name is Sandalphon," he said. "And I'm here to warn you of a new threat."
As Sandalphon spoke, Emily felt a sense of alarm. What new threat?
"What is it?" Emily asked, her voice firm and resolute.
Sandalphon's smile faltered. "A powerful demon has escaped from the depths of hell," he said. "And it's coming for you."
As Sandalphon spoke, Emily felt a sense of fear. A powerful demon?
But she didn't have time to dwell on the fear. Sandalphon handed her a small, intricately carved box.
"What's this?" Emily asked, taking the box.
