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fan-tab-ulous. Note to self: do not look her in the eyes.
Using my newly acquired supernatural speed, I slice my daggers upward on either side of her, cutting off several of the snake’s heads in the process. Hissing in angered pain, they fall to the ground, leaving black char spots before vanishing into blue flames. Fuck, that’s gross.
The female demon’s ravenous shriek pierces my eardrums. I stand firm, ready for a fight.
“My babies,” she whines before turning a cold glare my way. “You will pay severely for that,” she seethes as her rage triggers the flames to shoot up at least ten feet in the air.
“I’m sure,” I mumble, preparing to advance on her again.
“Need some help?” a croaky voice says from behind Euryale.
“Nassssssaaaa,” Euryale draws out in pain while what’s left of her reptile hair slithers.
“I didn’t know you could teleport,” I joke.
“I can’t,” Nassa replies.
“How the hell did you get in here then?” I question.
“Magic,” she says in a serious tone.
“Fine. Don’t tell me.” I pout and turn my attention back to the demon.
“Seriously, Eve. I used magic. Sorceress of the Black Circle…magic is kind of what I do,” she reminds with a dramatic wave of her hands. I really need to hang out with more humans.
My eyes meet hers. “Well, can you cast a spell for water and dull the flames?”
“Nope. I’m not a nature sorceress,” she answers.
“Meaning?” I keep my eyes on her.
Nassa shrugs. “Meaning, no wind, water, or air tricks. I can make flowers bloom though, but I think that’s more of a prosperity ability, versus a nature enchantment.”
The sound of snakes hissing heatedly pulls our focus back to Euryale.
“Are you two finished socializing?” the gorgon bites out.
“Got a spell for gorgons?” I ask as Nassa rounds the demon to stand next to me.
“I’m not sure. Should we go the Medusa route?” Nassa poses.
“Leave my sister out of this, witch,” the demon snips.
“Medusa?” I repeat. Now it all makes sense. “The snake hair. The beauty. Got it.”
“Gorgons typically come in threes. Euryale, Stheno, and Medusa were sisters. Unlike her kin, Medusa wasn’t immortal. Perseus, a demigod, beheaded her,” Nassa explains in an uninterested manner. “It’s the only way to destroy one of your kind, isn’t that right, gorgon?”
“I could enthrall you in a heartbeat, little witch. I’d watch my tongue,” Euryale warns.
Nassa rolls her eyes at the threat. “I’m terrified.”
From my peripheral vision, I notice the violet disappear from Euryale’s irises as they darken and become black. The gorgon’s tan snakes replenish themselves on her head while she begins to chant in Latin. Well, crap. This can’t be good.
As if compelled, I watch Nassa’s face slacken as she turns her head and raises her lifeless emerald eyes to the gorgon’s coal ones. Oh shit. Knowing what’s coming next, I don’t stop to think. Instead, I allow the terror-fueled adrenaline to run through me. I rush and step in front of Nassa, accidently forcing her to the ground, but preventing her from turning into stone.
Without thought, I lift my gaze and meet the gorgon’s, waiting to suffer at the hands of her hex. Oddly, nothing happens as we stare at one another. After a moment, my hands tingle, causing me to release my daggers. The clank they make when they hit the concrete barely registers as the weird light from earlier begins to float out of them and into Euryale.
Stunned and confused, she lets out a loud scream. The light is burning her from the inside. Her glamour shimmies, revealing an ugly female demon with razor sharp teeth and tan, snake-like, scaly skin. Gross. Good God, Eve. Don’t freak. Breathe in. Breathe out.
“What are you?” she slurs before vanishing along with the wall of fire.
Just as fast as it happened, the tingling sensation disappears and my hands return to normal. I stare at them in disbelief, flipping them
Using my newly acquired supernatural speed, I slice my daggers upward on either side of her, cutting off several of the snake’s heads in the process. Hissing in angered pain, they fall to the ground, leaving black char spots before vanishing into blue flames. Fuck, that’s gross.
The female demon’s ravenous shriek pierces my eardrums. I stand firm, ready for a fight.
“My babies,” she whines before turning a cold glare my way. “You will pay severely for that,” she seethes as her rage triggers the flames to shoot up at least ten feet in the air.
“I’m sure,” I mumble, preparing to advance on her again.
“Need some help?” a croaky voice says from behind Euryale.
“Nassssssaaaa,” Euryale draws out in pain while what’s left of her reptile hair slithers.
“I didn’t know you could teleport,” I joke.
“I can’t,” Nassa replies.
“How the hell did you get in here then?” I question.
“Magic,” she says in a serious tone.
“Fine. Don’t tell me.” I pout and turn my attention back to the demon.
“Seriously, Eve. I used magic. Sorceress of the Black Circle…magic is kind of what I do,” she reminds with a dramatic wave of her hands. I really need to hang out with more humans.
My eyes meet hers. “Well, can you cast a spell for water and dull the flames?”
“Nope. I’m not a nature sorceress,” she answers.
“Meaning?” I keep my eyes on her.
Nassa shrugs. “Meaning, no wind, water, or air tricks. I can make flowers bloom though, but I think that’s more of a prosperity ability, versus a nature enchantment.”
The sound of snakes hissing heatedly pulls our focus back to Euryale.
“Are you two finished socializing?” the gorgon bites out.
“Got a spell for gorgons?” I ask as Nassa rounds the demon to stand next to me.
“I’m not sure. Should we go the Medusa route?” Nassa poses.
“Leave my sister out of this, witch,” the demon snips.
“Medusa?” I repeat. Now it all makes sense. “The snake hair. The beauty. Got it.”
“Gorgons typically come in threes. Euryale, Stheno, and Medusa were sisters. Unlike her kin, Medusa wasn’t immortal. Perseus, a demigod, beheaded her,” Nassa explains in an uninterested manner. “It’s the only way to destroy one of your kind, isn’t that right, gorgon?”
“I could enthrall you in a heartbeat, little witch. I’d watch my tongue,” Euryale warns.
Nassa rolls her eyes at the threat. “I’m terrified.”
From my peripheral vision, I notice the violet disappear from Euryale’s irises as they darken and become black. The gorgon’s tan snakes replenish themselves on her head while she begins to chant in Latin. Well, crap. This can’t be good.
As if compelled, I watch Nassa’s face slacken as she turns her head and raises her lifeless emerald eyes to the gorgon’s coal ones. Oh shit. Knowing what’s coming next, I don’t stop to think. Instead, I allow the terror-fueled adrenaline to run through me. I rush and step in front of Nassa, accidently forcing her to the ground, but preventing her from turning into stone.
Without thought, I lift my gaze and meet the gorgon’s, waiting to suffer at the hands of her hex. Oddly, nothing happens as we stare at one another. After a moment, my hands tingle, causing me to release my daggers. The clank they make when they hit the concrete barely registers as the weird light from earlier begins to float out of them and into Euryale.
Stunned and confused, she lets out a loud scream. The light is burning her from the inside. Her glamour shimmies, revealing an ugly female demon with razor sharp teeth and tan, snake-like, scaly skin. Gross. Good God, Eve. Don’t freak. Breathe in. Breathe out.
“What are you?” she slurs before vanishing along with the wall of fire.
Just as fast as it happened, the tingling sensation disappears and my hands return to normal. I stare at them in disbelief, flipping them
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