She took both and felt a small stab of pain as a sharp barb on the pen cut into her finger. She let out a little yelp of pain and looked at her bleeding digit.
“An’ it needs to be written in blood.” Pugward reminded her.
Malika looked down at the unsightly little imp for a long while and then back to the contract. Chances were that she was going to be ripped apart by tomorrow anyway and her chances with him were slightly better than without him. She hesitated only a moment before scribbling her name down on the paper and handing it over to him. He bit down on the tip of one of his ws with his sharp teeth and wrote his name with his fingernail.
As the contract was finished Malika suddenly felt her stomach lurch and saw Pugward’s face screw up. She coughed once and found herself feeling a little queasy before seeing a bright shard of light escape her lips and wash over the imp. Likewise he belched forth a dark smoky substance that poured from his mouth and into hers. The power of the demon coursed its way through her and made her immediately feel warm all over. Magic began to crackle trough her skin and sent a pleasant tingle down her spine.
“Alright, we got ourselves a party!” Pugward pped his ws together and looked over to therge doorway. “Whaddya say we get the fuck outta here Jelly Tits?”
She still seemed slightly flustered. Of course she had read the tomes of the ancient sisters and many described their deals with demons but none had told of the sensations that were now flowing through her. She felt incredible! Her senses could detect the mice in the spaces between the walls and smell each individual scent of the sorceresses that had recently left the room. Magic flowed through her in a way that was unheard of and curious to test her newfound strength she reached out and pointed her hand at the wall of the chamber. What she had intended to be a small firelight burst forth from her hand as a green wave of fire thatpletely immted the stone it passed over.
“Jeezdy! What you trying to do, fry us?” Pugward jumped away from the immtion to press his back against the opposite wall.
“I didn’t know! I’ve never known any magic like this!” She turned back to him now, smiling. Though her face was streaked with tears that smile deserved its own standing ovation.
“Well yer ying with the big boys now baby.” The imp scampered over to the door and started to examine it closely.
“Figuratively speaking.” She smirked at him, her new power bringing with it a strange light heartedness that was perhaps born in the demon and nourished by her own spirit.
He shot a testy look back at her, those ck eyes of his glimmering dangerously for a moment before his face broke into a shit eating grin.
“Nice to see yer back in the game. Now lift me up, I can’t read this crap from down ‘ere.”
Malika walked behind him and leaned down to grab him beneath his arms. His skin was slightly slimy to the touch and she wrinkled her nose a little as she lifted him off his feet to let him look at the markings on the door. The imp was only around three feet tall and required her to lift him above her head to see everythingfortably.
“Is that helpful?” She asked as he studied the markings on the doors, lifting a small wed hand to scratch his chin contemtively.
“Yer doin’ great Puddin’ Pants.” He called down to her and she rolled her eyes. Lewd pet names seemed like they were going to be amon urrence in her future.
“These doors were built to hold back the elder demons, it’s said that they could even keep a god at bay.” She told him, a hint of her former nerves had crept back into her throat as he’d been studying the door for around ten minutes without speaking to her.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.
“Bullshit. This is better than the rune circle but still amateur hour. See, the worshippers of Lagria like being evil, wretched and generally a bunch of assholes. So, only lesser demons are interested in their slutty asses. Real demons like yours truly go for innocence and purity, they’re more fun to y with y’see?” His eyes lowered to scan the lower portion of the door. “Alright I got it!”
As Malika put him down she considered his words but didn’t believe him. She was not innocent. She had killed and taken part in dark rites that would forever sever her from paradise. As she was thinking about calling Pugward’s bluff the imp stretched his arms out before him and pped his hands together. Then as he flicked his fingers apart the doors buckled and finally ripped off their hinges to fly across the great hall of the Defiled Temple.
Malika’s eyes widened to great pools filled of pure awe. Since making her pact the pale blue of her gaze had turned blood red giving her a slightly demonic appearance herself. This made the expression of utter shock on her features and her hanging jaw all the more amusing to Pugward. He ran over on stubby legs to grab her hand and tug on her arm to get her attention.
“Hey! Might wanna put me on yer shoulders. They’re gonna be pissed I broke their room of demon cock sucking.” He caught Malika’s attention and sheughed in spite of her circumstances before lifting the imp to let him crawl up to sit on her shoulders.
He held on to her ears with one leg resting over each of her slender shoulders. Her dark hair gave him a veryfortable seat as it flowed down between his legs to her lower back. After he settled himself he gave her earlobes and encouraging pinch with his wed fingers.
“Giddy up Jelly Jugs!” Pugward sounded the charge and Malika ran out of the summoning chamber.
She had not previously believed in the imp’s power but seeing him break the summoning circle, shatter the enchanted doors and feeling his power tingle through her body had done much to change her mind about him.
Sure enough the sisters came from the dark doorways, running behind theirrge muscr demonic ves. The demons charged the pair down with deafening roars of outrage. When Malika saw them her heart leapt into her throat as thirty demons hurtled toward them.
That was when Pugward startedughing so hard he fell off her shoulders.