Naked Battle Elves - GOLD COMPENDIUM - Chronicles 1-5 (Naked Battle Elves Compendiums) by Erin Ryan

Author:Erin, Ryan [Erin, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Curvature Press
Published: 2014-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chyra stared into the library mirror.

She was once again in nothing but her efanwi, waiting for Gwyra to arrive with another shirt.

There were two soot marks on her cheek where the demon had touched her.

They wouldn't seem to rub away.

A slight burn also marked her naked shoulder, but she was otherwise unharmed.

Saph handed Chyra a cup of mulled wine.

She nodded in thanks as she took it and walked away from the mirror, taking a seat next to the library's map podium.

The Sage stared out one of three narrow windows between the bookshelves.

Saph handed him a cup as well. The old man downed it in one gulp.

"Well," he said, setting the cup on a table beside him, "you have a problem."

Chyra shifted her naked back against the worn leather of the chair. "I'm listening," she replied.

"It's obvious now that the reason 'Uzael' has not appeared in any of the Texta Demonica is because he is ancient enough to have eluded documentation. That means I have no previous information to go on. It's unfortunate because studying him will be nearly impossible given his level of power. Those circles of protection have been documented as keeping minor Princes of Hell trapped for weeks on end. Your demon managed to break his way through them in under a minute. And that isn't even the frightening part."

The old man turned around, addressing Chyra directly, which is how she knew that his next words would be the worst of all.

"Remember when I said that in order for a demon to possess someone, it uses the victim's soul as fuel?"

"Yes," she replied.

"There was a case some hundred years ago where Azgezethelian, a demon lord of significant rank, possessed the body of the King of Jasper Island."

"I remember that," Chyra said. "It became known as the Isle of Nightmares. He ruled that place until a group of five adventurers banished him."

"You know your history."

"I was one of the five," she replied, and took a sip of the wine.

The Sage nodded. If he was at all impressed, he certainly didn't show it. Saph, on the other hand, turned away, probably to hide a smile.

"Then you know how long that demon resided in the King's body," the Sage continued.

"Twenty years," Chyra replied.

"That's right. In twenty years, a being with the infernal mass of a high prince of demonkind did not burn out the body of middle aged mortal man."

Chyra's blood began to run cold.

"The demon locked in your sword," he continued, "burned through that healthy goblyn in just over a minute."

The Sage let that fact sink in before driving it home. "By that comparison, this Uzael must be hundreds of times, if not thousands more powerful than a High Prince of Hell."

Chyra set the wine down. "The last time he spoke to me...he said that the bodies I'd been providing him were too mortal...that he would do better in the body of an elf."

"Indeed. If that sword were to fall into the hands of an elf, or some other immortal...there's no telling how many kingdoms would burn before its victim's soul burned away.

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