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"Here goes..." Ash took a deep breath and looked at the piece of coal she was holding.
"Going to summon a demon."
"Yes. Yes sirree, going to summon something that can make a fine paste out of the most powerful mages in the University without breaking a sweat."
"Right..."
"So..."
"No time like the present." Ash flexed her fingers and looked at the black marks the coal was making on them. She was going to have to wash off after this. Of course, she still smelled like brimstone, so she'd have to wash for a very long time...
"Whooo... alright."
"Ummm... okay. Okay okay okay."
"Okay!"
"M... wait!" Ash formed the first syllable of the demon's name and felt the magic tugging at her, hoping to draw the rest of the sound out of her mouth. She'd never felt that before, like the spell was asking her to cast it...
Ignoring that for a moment, she'd forgotten something very important. The abyss, the wind... she'd been thirty feet or more away from it when Monty activated his spell, so it was nothing more than a powerful tug. What would happen if she was so close?
Good thing that, among other things, the manse came equipped with rings and harnesses for just this situation. Well, probably not this situation, but anyone experimenting with gravity needed them on a nearly daily basis.
Ash lashed herself to the wall of the manse, cinched the leather belt so that it was good and tight, and then considered the lump of coal in her hand.
To the naked eye, it looked so unassuming. Ignoring the spells in the middle of the floor, the activation object itself was so... well, it was coal. Nothing more, nothing less. It wasn't exactly something you'd see someone walking around with but it was also not something you would expect to have the power to summon a demon...
To the magical eye, on the other hand, coal was an amazing substance. It held the collective knowledge and power and magic of the creatures that formed it. Mostly algae and other single celled organisms, but they'd lived so long ago! Ash felt the age of this thing right down to her core when she held it.
She'd never used coal in a spell before, for exactly this reason. It was so powerful. The well of its energy went deep, deeper than anything except maybe oil or diamonds, and the collective memory of thousands of millennia of pressure and heat and death and struggle pressed up against the edges of her mind. Through the lens of the Analyze spell, the coal looked like a writhing blanket of black worms. Formed of energy and memory, tendrils of power wriggled and crawled and swirled around on the surface of the rock. You couldn't feel them, not on this plane at least, but they still made Ash's skin crawl just to look at them.
This was such ancient magic, such powerful magic, that even holding it seemed like sacrilege.
She shouldn't be doing this...
She...
"Melketh!"
She had to do it!
Even knowing what to expect, the opening of the abyss took Ash's breath away. First figuratively, as it snapped open on the ground less than a foot away from her, and then literally as that howling wind started up.
Standing this close to it, she could feel its power. In class it had been a curiosity, a flashy spell effect from a professor who was not normally known for his flash or showmanship. Here, it was a wild thing. Whatever was on the other side was... hungry.
It wanted out, it wanted to come to this realm, and it wanted to consume...
The entire plane, the entire infernal plane, felt like a living, breathing, malevolent creature. It wanted to come to Ash's world, and when it got here?
Well, then her anti-magic field would keep it from doing anything too heinous.
Right?
The Analyze pointed at the AM Field suggested that it was holding and doing what it was supposed to. Any magical power which passed the invisible barrier of the field would simply be torn apart, rendered null and void. Magic was never
"Here goes..." Ash took a deep breath and looked at the piece of coal she was holding.
"Going to summon a demon."
"Yes. Yes sirree, going to summon something that can make a fine paste out of the most powerful mages in the University without breaking a sweat."
"Right..."
"So..."
"No time like the present." Ash flexed her fingers and looked at the black marks the coal was making on them. She was going to have to wash off after this. Of course, she still smelled like brimstone, so she'd have to wash for a very long time...
"Whooo... alright."
"Ummm... okay. Okay okay okay."
"Okay!"
"M... wait!" Ash formed the first syllable of the demon's name and felt the magic tugging at her, hoping to draw the rest of the sound out of her mouth. She'd never felt that before, like the spell was asking her to cast it...
Ignoring that for a moment, she'd forgotten something very important. The abyss, the wind... she'd been thirty feet or more away from it when Monty activated his spell, so it was nothing more than a powerful tug. What would happen if she was so close?
Good thing that, among other things, the manse came equipped with rings and harnesses for just this situation. Well, probably not this situation, but anyone experimenting with gravity needed them on a nearly daily basis.
Ash lashed herself to the wall of the manse, cinched the leather belt so that it was good and tight, and then considered the lump of coal in her hand.
To the naked eye, it looked so unassuming. Ignoring the spells in the middle of the floor, the activation object itself was so... well, it was coal. Nothing more, nothing less. It wasn't exactly something you'd see someone walking around with but it was also not something you would expect to have the power to summon a demon...
To the magical eye, on the other hand, coal was an amazing substance. It held the collective knowledge and power and magic of the creatures that formed it. Mostly algae and other single celled organisms, but they'd lived so long ago! Ash felt the age of this thing right down to her core when she held it.
She'd never used coal in a spell before, for exactly this reason. It was so powerful. The well of its energy went deep, deeper than anything except maybe oil or diamonds, and the collective memory of thousands of millennia of pressure and heat and death and struggle pressed up against the edges of her mind. Through the lens of the Analyze spell, the coal looked like a writhing blanket of black worms. Formed of energy and memory, tendrils of power wriggled and crawled and swirled around on the surface of the rock. You couldn't feel them, not on this plane at least, but they still made Ash's skin crawl just to look at them.
This was such ancient magic, such powerful magic, that even holding it seemed like sacrilege.
She shouldn't be doing this...
She...
"Melketh!"
She had to do it!
Even knowing what to expect, the opening of the abyss took Ash's breath away. First figuratively, as it snapped open on the ground less than a foot away from her, and then literally as that howling wind started up.
Standing this close to it, she could feel its power. In class it had been a curiosity, a flashy spell effect from a professor who was not normally known for his flash or showmanship. Here, it was a wild thing. Whatever was on the other side was... hungry.
It wanted out, it wanted to come to this realm, and it wanted to consume...
The entire plane, the entire infernal plane, felt like a living, breathing, malevolent creature. It wanted to come to Ash's world, and when it got here?
Well, then her anti-magic field would keep it from doing anything too heinous.
Right?
The Analyze pointed at the AM Field suggested that it was holding and doing what it was supposed to. Any magical power which passed the invisible barrier of the field would simply be torn apart, rendered null and void. Magic was never
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