High Voltage
Heath. Go ahead. Try me and see
what happens.”
    Heath looked at him with wide eyes.
“What’s going to happen?”
    Volt’s hand slid to the bulge in
Heath’s jeans. One firm press was all it took for Heath to let out a moan. “I’m
going to enjoy tormenting you again, Heath. You’re going scream and beg me for
more, wriggling your sore little bottom for me to fuck raw.”
    Heath shuddered. “You’re awful,
Volt.”
    “I’m only telling you the truth,”
Volt said against his ear. “Now don’t let your guard down.”
    Volt watched Heath disappear into
the bushes, his dark form stealthily moving from one tree to the next. He’d
done all he could. Heath was his back-up. Volt purposely made sure Heath was in
no way near the direct line of fighting.
    The wind roared around the
property, and the gusts were accompanied by little surges of electricity. Felor
had dispensed with his human skin and stealth, probably confident enough no one
was going to get in his way. His stretched-out leathery and grotesque humanoid
shape lumbered with purposeful strides towards the entrance of the plant.
    Volt hunkered down and thrust both
his hands, palms down, into the circle in front of him. He sent his magical
energy right into the circle to trigger it. Seconds later, he could feel the other
joined circles coming to life. A second magical signature followed his,
familiar and comforting. Heath’s magic. He could feel the trap working, binding, and restricting the demon’s movements.
    A monstrous, rumbling growl
followed by a barely recognizable curse came from Felor’s inhuman mouth.
    “Volt.” Felor hissed and called his name louder again. “Volt, come out and face me,
coward.”
    Volt stood up, dusted his hands,
and came directly in front of the trapped demon. “You’ve really become a shadow
of your former self, Felor. First you need to take a hostage to get me to come
to you and then you walk directly into a trap.”
    Slitted ,
inhuman eyes stared back at him with undisguised fury and hatred. Volt casually
dodged the bolt of electricity sent in his direction.
    “Do you think a puny trap like this
can contain such a thing like me, Volt?” Felor’s forked tongue slithered out of
his mouth, and the demon displayed his impressive sharp row of teeth.
    Banishing spells took time to cast
and drained a lot of energy from a wizard. The only way they could succeed was
for Volt to distract Felor while Heath began the spell. Felor then smiled, and
Volt’s confidence began to wither.
    “Foolish mortals
and your silly mortal games. Did you think I couldn’t see something as
simple as a crude trap?” Felor let out an enraged roar, and the magical energy
containing him simply shattered. “Didn’t I tell you before, Volt? If you never
take care of your belongings, they might just be taken from you. Your little
tabby shifter is going to be another delicious sacrifice.”
    Electricity danced around his
talons, but they weren’t directed at Volt. They were aimed at the trees to
their right, to the place where Heath was unable to move or do anything else from
while he cast the banishing spell.
    “Fuck no.” Volt wasn’t aware of
moving, of his body beginning to blur. He’d never attempted the magic he
summoned now, because it could kill him. All his muscles screamed as he poured
more energy into it. His primal source of energy came in the form of electricity
and he drew more of it from the plant into himself. A human body, even an Elementalist’s body, could only contain so much foreign
energies coursing through it. Volt was no exception.
    Electricity coursed through him
until his entire body was howling in pain. He wasn’t just channeling power.
He’d become a giant ball of energy. Volt remembered trying to do something
similar when Felor appeared to him fifteen years ago. With Kevin’s corpse in
his hands, he’d gone insane with rage, but he was no longer a naïve wizard.
Volt slammed his body into Felor before the demon

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