So thanks to my brother, the whole city has been transported into the demonic realm. As if it wasn't bad dealing with demons before, now we have to fight them on their home turf. Apparently there's no way to undo it, or get back, so all we can do is try to survive.

I don't know what he was thinking. Well, of course it was all Legion's idea, and he seems to have some bigger plan in mind. It probably has something to do with the big dragon the demons call Apollyon. But I can't figure Ace out. One minute he's begging for my help, and the next, he's acting like I'm a nuisance.

Demons are pretty predictable. All they do is lie and try to eat you. But big brothers? Forget it.

The whole praying and trusting God thing is new to me, but I'm trying. When Pastor Paul said your problems don't go away just because you become a Christian, I don't think he was expecting this to happen a couple days later. I feel like I'm living in in a crazy young adult fantasy novel or something.

I gotta say, though. The weapons God's been giving us to fight the demons are pretty cool.

The Lord, my protector, deserves praise - the one who trains my hands for battle, and my fingers for war, who loves me and is my stronghold, my refuge and my deliverer, my shield and the one in whom I take shelter.

Psalm 144:1-2 NET