Piers, Anthony - Kelvin Knight 05 by Piers Anthony

Author:Piers, Anthony
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"Of course you will. Which?"

"Rotternik should have fought on my side, but they fought with the Alliance. Helbah got to them after my visit."

"Then it's Rotternik?"

"No. Throod failed me with its arms and its armies. Can Throod be destroyed?"

"Throod can vanish completely, never having been."

"You can do that? You can take it from the frame?"

"You doubt my power, Witch?" He was showing off, of course, but he indulged himself. The fact was that she had come up with a notion that would truly impress the folk of the frames, and so he would follow up on it. For his own aggrandizement rather than hers. Everyone would know the true power behind the magic.

"Oh, no, Great One! No!"

"I will wish to watch the reactions of your enemies as you work at destroying them. I may add embellishments and assist with refined torments. You will need a large communication crystal that will give you access to my wisdom and accord me the pleasure of viewing. I will stay here, in this office, but my eyes will watch and my senses be gratified."

"Oh, Great One! Oh, Great One!" The witch leaped and clapped her hands in anticipated joy. How eager she was to promote his notoriety! "We will destroy the roundears and the lizard that holds the opal, and everyone and everything that they hold dear! We will destroy Helbah and her ilk and bar them forever from what will then be our frame! We will succeed as only you and I can!"

"We will, Zady. Gradually, artistically, as befits my kind and yours."

"Of course. Oh, Professor, the pleasure of it!"

"It's Great One. And speaking of pleasure—" He made a gesture that converted his desk to a bed. "Time for mine."

"How do you want me, Great One?"

Pitifully subservient and foolishly grateful, as she was now. The attitude was more important than the form. But naturally he did not tell her that, because she could pretend attitude as readily as form, and he preferred at least a bit of reality along with the pretense.

"The present form will be satisfactory." He made a smoke and changed his own form to that of a large snake. Moving quickly, he struck and buried his long fangs in her left breast.

She screamed delightfully, slapping him, flailing his body with her frenzied jerks.

The venom he had injected was taking immediate effect. He released her nipple from his snake mouth, dropped onto the bed, and became a large, goatish creature reeking of lust.

"Do your damnedest," Zady gasped. She crawled onto the bed beside him, shaking from head to toe. The left nipple had turned black and the blackness was creeping into her breast. She could have concealed it with illusion, but had the wit to realize that he didn't want that.

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Pleased with the evidence of his potency, Devale bit her right breast, butted her in the stomach, and hurt her wherever he could with quick blows of his front hooves.

After he had broken several of her bones he mounted her, not neglecting to break her back.

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