"I sensed an incredibly powerful evil coming from downtown!"
Sam panted in the car, pressing his fingers tightly against his temples as he tried to ease the bloodline-born discomfort. "It's mixed with a particularly filthy aura of desire, and it's highly concentrated."
Wu Heng looked at Sam calmly. "Can you sense the exact location?"
Sam struggled to focus. The demon blood within him rippled like a lake disturbed by a thrown stone, spreading ominous waves. "Second Avenue. Near Maple Street. The energy response is strong, like some kind of gathering point."
"Then we go there," Wu Heng said succinctly.
As Dean swung the car around, he asked Sam in a low voice, "Are you sure? How is this feeling different from before?"
Sam nodded, pale-faced. "Completely different. Before, the evil was like scattered fog. This time, it's like a venomous snake twisted into a single knot."
"And that aura of desire reminds me of..." He paused, seemingly searching for the right words. "It reminds me of maggots wrapped in holy robes."
Dean floored the gas. The Black Antelope gave a low growl, shattered the silence of the night, and sped toward Second Avenue.
The atmosphere in the car was grim, filled only with the engine's roar and Sam's occasional sharp breaths of discomfort.
"Lohr," Dean said, unable to hold back as he stared at the road ahead, "do you think Lilith will show up this time? Or is it just those White-Eyed Demons causing trouble?"
Wu Heng sat in the back seat, watching the dim streetscape rush past outside the window. "Lilith won't show herself easily, but her will drives these White-Eyed Demons and Pale Believers. Their purpose this time is clear—they're capturing people who meet the conditions for opening the seals."
"Specific people? You mean they aren't just grabbing