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Before heading downstairs I considered the various things I could possibly ask Rhyzkahl I was liated to su that says I can’t sued into the gray silk shirt and pants that I wore for sus There were only two problems with the siet-s took power The simplest and most common source of poas the natural potency that filled the world--strongest and easiest to draw during the full ave me more flexibility as to when I could summon, but even that had limitations
The second problem was that once I summoned the demonic lord to this sphere, he was most certainly not under rees of hi to s and protections that could hold a being of his power Our deal was that he would stay no longer than half a day and would abide by the same judicial laws of this sphere that applied to le room, and I didn’t want to push my luck any further than I had to
Maybe that hy they used six summoners…to bind Szerain? But if they’d truly had sufficient protections in place, then hoas it that Rhyzkahl had been able to break through the bindings and slaughter theuard dohich seemed to indicate that there’d been no oal had not been to bind Szerain So, as it?
I had plenty of questions for the demonic lord Most of the time he was the best--and often only--source of infor as I kne to phrase the question I always had the option to wade through the unorganized nightht now I had a resource that was, if not at my beck and call, at least available to me--and I’d be a moron not to try and tap it as much as possible while I could
And then there was the other reason to summon Rhyzkahl
The sex
Holy hells, but the sex was fantastic My usual pattern was to angst over the fact that I had this "deh talk fro on that sorown-up I was allowed to enjoy sex And I da at the door to the basement, I took off my robe and folded it carefully by the door One ofinto arb: I alalked naked down the baseot dressed at the bottoone wrong with the ritual It was a daht, but I wasn’t about to start es to my routine
At the bottorey silk pants and shirt and, as soon as I was dressed, iet a fire going in the fireplace I breathed a sigh of relief as the warhout the roo out e diagra full of power, I intended to do this the "old school" way and use the natural available potency of the fullas stored, and this way I still had plenty of power in reserve in case I needed to su that had happened today, I had a feeling I’d be wanting to do just that
I didn’t need to ram that dominated the center of the room Still, I checked it carefully to ed or ht checklist on an airplane Toofor ray to fill ra the cadence of the ancient words to shape my will I bypassed the protections that would normally protect me from the deies of the for portal One could never be too careful on that front
Within a dozen heartbeats the portal snapped into place I spoke the de him with my will and h, crouching in the center of ram as the portal closed s as ure in the center of the diagram I’d summoned the demonic lord close to half a dozen ti could and would go wrong
Then again, that was probably so would also probably be the day I stopped being asa su could spell the kind of disaster that ended with the summoner in teeny-tiny bits
It’s a wonder that anyone takes the risk Yet, it was so incredibly worth every second of risk, at least toas a suppleer to see and learnwas an accomplishment, a trial I’d overcome
As soon as one full in preparing for the next It was almost like an addiction Perhaps that was part of the talent? The hunger for it? After all, why take the risk, otherwise? If son" a summoner, it would sure be useful to ht I quickly chased it frohtened Then I could only stare, blinking like an idiot at him
"What are you--" I clamped my lips shut on what I was about to say and hurriedly reworked it so that I didn’t use up one ofis…u hi suited to…well, a Renaissance festival--breeches, flowing shirts, boots, that sort of thing I’d always assu because that’s what demonic lords wore in the deed thesprayed on, a crisp tailored shirt so white it nearly rey jacket that looked like it was soly expensive silk-wool blend