Jay runs - pacing himself so as to allow Zauriel to keep up. Plus, it's not that long a trip from New York to Salem, in any case.
He arrives near the tower, stopping short with surprise. Fate's home is normally shielded from sight, but the illusion that masks it has fallen away under the onslaught of a demonic horde vainly trying to penetrate its walls.
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Date: 2010-06-10 07:28 pm (UTC)He arrives near the tower, stopping short with surprise. Fate's home is normally shielded from sight, but the illusion that masks it has fallen away under the onslaught of a demonic horde vainly trying to penetrate its walls.
"Holy hell."