The Dark Magician’s Revenge
Chapter 4;
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In a hushed and gentle manner, a voice inquired., "Hey, isn't that the magician who killed our kind?"
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"I believe so; I recognize her magic." In the midst of the surroundings, another faint voice could be heard murmuring softly.
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"Shouldn't we eliminate her?" The first voice was inquisitive as it posed its’ question.
“Come on, do you really think we can kill her? The dark magician who can kill us with a snap of her finger!" The second voice emitted a whisper, its tone brimming with anger.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” The initial voice expressed remorse and offered an apology for the suggestion it had made.
“Whatever, let’s just watch her for now.” In a dismissive manner, the second voice casually disregarded the first voice's presence.
Evanora's body was enveloped in a radiant crimson light, which caught the eye of numerous inquisitive creatures residing in the depths of the forest. Intrigued by the enchanting spectacle before them, the individuals approached with caution, choosing to remain concealed within the depths of the forest. From their hidden vantage point, they observed the captivating figure with a blend of curiosity and mischievous intent.
The lights of the spirits surrounding her intensified, seemingly serving as a protective barrier against the hidden danger that lay within the depths of the forest.
"Haah!!"Evanora, with a sudden and abrupt motion, emitted a loud gasp that reverberated through the air. In a display of distress, she tightly clasped her chest, her face contorted with a sense of panic. ‘Have I just encountered a dark priestess?’
Her respirations were heavy and labored. ‘She nearly caught me!’
‘I have no hope of defeating her at my current level!’ In an attempt to alleviate her heightened anxiety, she consciously took a deep breath, inhaling deeply and slowly.
After Evanora made the decision to cancel the spell that was intended to manipulate the young boy, the vibrant red light that had been enveloping her gradually began to diminish in intensity.
‘This prison and citadel must be avoided at all costs!’ She contemplated with determination in her mind.
“Mistress…” A gentle voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Yes?" She inquired with a tone of perplexity in her voice.
"I can sense demonic creatures in the forest," the spirit said while directing its white light towards the forest and stating, "I can sense them there!"
‘I'm doomed...,’ As Evanora followed the trace of the spirit's light and came into view, she observed a number of yellow and red eyes glowing in the darkness. ‘I am too feeble to fight this…’
She reclined back against the tree and admired the full moon as she gazed upward. ‘What?! A full moon?!?’ She scanned her surroundings for indications of what she feared.
‘The moon is comparable to an invisible force that attracts potent entities!’ She pondered feverishly. ‘If I remain here any longer, a powerful and rare demon might appear!’ With determination, she tightly grasped onto a sturdy tree branch, relying on its strength to support her weight. Employing her upper body strength, she exerted effort to hoist herself upwards, gradually transitioning from a crouching position to an upright stance.
Evanora could only curse at herself as the white and red spirit lights continued to encircle her form and bounce about.
"Guys, please hide!" Evanora implored them with tears dripping from the corners of her eyes. ‘Lord, at this rate, a powerful demon might find me!’
As though their response to her request had perplexed them, the spirits halted moving in front of her. Then they vanished without a trace.
"I hope that I did not upset them." She reflected with a wistful smile hovering over her lips. "However, this is for the best."
In the realm of supernatural beings, demons possess a unique ability to augment their own enchantment and increase their power by consuming weaker spirits. This process involves the absorption of these spirits, allowing the demons to harness their energy and incorporate it into their own essence. By assimilating these weaker spirits, demons are able to fortify their enchantments, thereby amplifying their strength and capabilities. This practice serves as a vital mechanism for demons to continuously evolve and ascend to higher levels of power within their realm.
"Alright, it's time to leave," she noted with an exhale of relief.
‘The lesser demons in the forest are presumably aware of how fearsome I can be on the battlefield, so I doubt they will do much.’ The corners of her mouth turned into a victorious smile.
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‘I could have left this place quickly if I had the magical energy to make a dark teleport.’ With a determined expression of fury, she advanced cautiously.
A lot of lush grass and trees blocked Evanora's line of sight, obstructing her view. As she approached her destination, where the forest abruptly ended, she discovered a sizable hole that had been dug just beyond the tree line.
She grimaced at the sight before her. "I can't believe they dug this hole to make it hard for the prisoners to get away."
She shifted her gaze towards the towering trees, her face filled with a mix of contemplation and weariness, and released a deep, audible sigh. "So they would rather have the prisoners get eaten in the forest than get away?"
"ha ha ha" As she laughed and made a dry comment, her face transformed into a spiteful expression. "How absurd."
With her hand firmly positioned over her left eye, she exuded an air of foreboding, creating an unsettling impression. “It looks like I'm in a lot of trouble now." Evanora's voice was gentle as she spoke.
"What trouble?" She was on the verge of collapsing into the darkness when a voice from behind her jolted her, causing her to leap several feet forward instinctively.
"Whoa, lady, hold on a second!" The enticing male voice whispered as he sensually grasped her waist with one arm, pulling her closer until her back gently pressed against his muscular chest. “Are you trying to kill yourself or something?” He inquired, confused.
Shyly, she muttered, "N-n-n-no," As she savored the electrifying sensation of his powerful muscles caressing her supple form, his arm possessively encircled her slender waist, creating a tantalizing connection. Her cheeks were blushing a sultry crimson. She inhaled deeply, savoring the intoxicating scent of his essence that tantalized her senses.
‘He smells nice.’ She silently declared it to herself... ‘It’s causing me to tingle…’
As she experienced a sudden surge of heat, it spread from her face, intensifying the warmth that also extended down to her thighs.
In response to her thoughts, he said, "Thank you, lady!"
She could sense his body pressing against hers, his weight shifting ever so seductively. His voice, filled with a tantalizing hint of delight, sent shivers down her spine. As his firm grip caressed her slender waist, he pulled her closer, their bodies melding together in an intoxicating embrace. His warm breath caressed the delicate curve of her left ear, sending shivers of anticipation cascading down her spine. “That you are becoming excited makes me happy.”
"Ahhh… Who… Are... You?!" She felt an increasingly intense tingling sensation between her thighs, and she expressed this with soft murmurs amidst her gasps. She found his voice incredibly captivating, and it made her yearn for his touch. ‘Noo… I want him to…’
“What would you like me to do to you, lady?” As she listened closely, she discerned a malicious grin lurking within the tone of his voice.
"Y-You are reading my thoughts!" With a look of astonishment on her face, she quickly turned her head to face him. As she shifted her gaze towards him, she experienced the sensation of something damp gently making contact with her lips.
"Hfmgfmf!!" In a moment filled with deep emotion, he passionately kissed her, causing her to release a soft, pleasurable sound as their lips met tenderly.
‘It's clear he's a demon!’ She contemplated this in her head. ‘Is it as bad as I feared—a high-level one?”
He abruptly ended the kiss as their lips parted because the intensity of their gaze had captured his attention. His eyes, a striking shade of dark yellow, locked with her own, which shimmered in a mesmerizing shade of red. In that moment, time seemed to stand still as they shared an unspoken connection, their eyes locked in a profound exchange of emotions.
"You guessed correctly, my dear," he complimented. His beaming grin welcoming her. “You're excellent at this, I have to admit.”
“But…You're not any ordinary woman, are you? Miss Dark Magician,” The once cheerful grin on his face had transformed into a menacing scowl, causing her to instinctively recoil in fear.
Without hesitation, she exclaimed, "I'm so sorry!" Her gaze displayed regret.
"Really, now?" He chuckled sinisterly, disbelieving everything she said. "Do you believe it is simple to deceive a powerful incubus?"
'Oh no… Is he an incubus demon? No wonder I'm getting so aroused!’ As she struggled to catch her breath, her mind raced with thoughts. Her emotions were intensified as she experienced a combination of heat and irritation. She had also experienced physical fatigue as a result of using a lot of magical energy during her most recent incantation.
‘I don't believe I can sta-’ Her consciousness wandered into darkness as she paced in the arms of the incubus demon.
As he observed her unconscious features with a contemplative gaze, he softly uttered under his breath, "Hmm," out loud. “I cannot deny that she is exceptionally attractive.”
"Before I bring her to the demon king, I will at least make sure to taste every inch of her body." With a sly grin on his face, he expressed his excitement by licking his lips in anticipation.
Emerging from his back, a striking pair of ebony wings unfurled, showcasing their intricate feathers. With a graceful motion, he took flight, effortlessly carrying the unconscious lady with vibrant pink hair in his strong embrace.
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The floor of the room was strewn with numerous shattered pieces of a delicate flower vase, which had evidently met its demise by falling from its previous position.
“Fuck.”
“Fuck.”
In a fit of rage, Gerard let out a piercing scream, “FUCK!” his face becoming completely flushed.
A woman reclined leisurely on his bed, completely exposed. After the events that had just transpired, the evil priestess Lilith was keeping him company in his chamber.
"Getting angry won't solve the problem," said Lilith with a weary expression on her face.
Her smile formed into an enticing smirk: "Come here and fuck me already." As she delicately observed her reflection in a petite mirror, she gently positioned her thighs apart, granting him the opportunity to explore her intimate area.
"Lilith!" With tears streaming down his face, he hurriedly crossed the room, leaping onto the bed and gently landing on top of her.
"You are the only person I need!" In a moment of excitement, he expressed his emotions by exclaiming and tenderly kissing her neck and clavicle. As he took each deliberate step, he tenderly pressed his lips against her, gradually drawing nearer and nearer to the delicate expanse of her thighs.
Then he reached her intimate entrance and grinned with a mischievous gleam in his eyes as he savored the alluring fragrance of her womanly essence. 'Smells absolutely tantalizing.' He fantasized as if he were in passionate ecstasy.
He gazed up at her with a longing, desire-filled stare.
"You may lick me, my obedient boy, Gerard," As she emitted a soft, low sound resembling that of a contented feline, her lips, full and enticing, gracefully formed a smile that exuded an alluring and captivating aura.
“Thank you so much, my beautiful Lilith!” With a passionate declaration and a seductive tone, he proceeded to engage in an intimate encounter. With eagerness, he skillfully used his tongue to sensually caress her delicate petals, thoroughly exploring every intimate crevice of her womanhood.
“Oh, yes..”.
“Ahhh…!”
“Hmmm!!!”
“You're really getting better at this, Gerard." Her lips parted with a soft, seductive sigh, and her cheeks blushed slightly. With a gentle release of tension, she gracefully eased herself onto the plush mattress, her body molding effortlessly into its welcoming embrace.
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That night, a symphony of passionate and sultry moans reverberated through the entire corridor as they indulged in a primal and insatiable desire, surrendering to their carnal instincts like untamed beasts consumed by lust.
There were two strong, muscular guards standing outside of Gerard's seductive bedchambers, eagerly listening to every tantalizing moan and passionate whisper that escaped from within. Both of their faces were flushed with desire, and a certain something seemed to be rising from their trousers.
“I hope they'll climax soon.” The captivating figure on the left whispered enticingly.
"Yeah, baby, just a little bit longer until we get to switch wives and have some naughty fun." The one from the right moaned, sighing.
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A soft sound gently roused Evanora from her slumber, and she let out a sleepy yawn, lazily stretching her arms as she shifted in the cozy bed, savoring the comforting sensation of the sheets.
“I don't want to wake up yet... It's been so long I’ve slept so comfortably. She murmured sleepily against the soft pillow, her words barely audible.
“It's alright, lady; you can keep indulging in your slumber. I don't mind.” A seductive, husky voice caused her to whip her head around, locking eyes with a mysterious gaze of deep amber and a wickedly alluring smile.
“Oh, the incubus!” She gasped.
"Oh, yes," he seductively purred, and as she finally gazed upon him more intimately, she couldn't help but appreciate the alluring allure he exuded. His skin, kissed by the gentle caress of moonlight, exuded an irresistible allure, inviting one to explore its velvety texture. His chest, sculpted with the precision of a master artist, possessed a commanding presence, radiating strength and sensuality. His mesmerizing gaze ensnared her, as his lustrous locks cascaded in a tantalizingly short and seductive spiky style.
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Chapter 4; Complete
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