"I'm seven hundred years old, Alexander. I know when something isn't going to work. You won't even admit I exist to your parents. Alec stared at him. I thought you were three hundred! You're seven huundred years old? Well, Magnus amended, eight hundred. But I dont look it. Anyway, you're missing the point. The point is- But Alec never found out what the point was because at that moment a dozen more Iblis demons flooded into the square. He felt his jaw drop. Damn it. Magnus followed his gaze. the demons were already fanning out into a half circle around them, their yellow eyes glowing. Way to change the subject, Lightwood."
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