Fasha’s subterfuge is discovered and King Salidar lies fatally wounded. Prism, with the poison of the Vhor in his bloodstream, inches closer to death. The nanites he released could only delay the inevitable. The released demon wreaked havoc, with destruction following in its wake. In the penultimate chapter, we ponder, ‘what good was survival if there wasn’t a world worth living in?’
Having got the information from their German hosts, Jonnie and Albert return home. Albert reminisces about his time at school and how over the Christmas he was there, he and Trevor got together to give Namu his desired present. A double entry fuck. This Christmas he spends the days with Jonnie in his log cabin and is inside Jonnie as the calendar turns to Nineteen Fourteen.
As the battle enraged around them, Guards belonging to Salidar, dressed in a black leather uniform, engaged Grim and the gladiators as the people ran the other way. Neither side looked like they were winning until three, large, grey forms stepped out of the alleyways. Elroks had come to join the battle as well.
Jonnie and Albert travel to Berlin where they are met by the efficient German. Albert is masquerading as Lord Penton’s valet and is made to eat with the other servants, who do not take kindly to him. Jonnie goes out one evening but come home pissed. But he has gathered the information he needed about the German military machine.
The battle rages as two groups of fighters battle in the streets, one of the men fighting below them was immediately recognizable to Styx. A bola left the man’s hands and wrapped around one of his opponents, confirming without a doubt that it was Dogo. He was in trouble and Styx goes to help him and the other gladiators.