Saija perked up at the mention of burning. “Sounds exciting,” she said. “I think I know the place. There’s another group of demons there, right?” At Eva’s shallow nod, Saija grinned. She scooped up Irene before Irene could protest and spread her wings. “We’ll meet you there!”
Eva cupped her hands to her mouth and called out after them as they took off. “Don’t go past the walls without giving me blood! You’ll explode!”
She was fairly sure that she heard a shriek from Irene, but the two disappeared over the forest canopy too quick to tell.
Looking back to Juliana, Eva grinned with a shrug of her shoulders. “I’m sure they’ll be fine.”
“We should probably hurry.”
“I had been planning on teleporting…” she said, trailing off with a glance towards Arachne.
The spider demon clicked her tongue. “I
Eva opened her mouth, about to decline. Even if she didn’t teleport out there, running on her own wasn’t much of a problem.
How long had it been since she actually let Arachne carry her? A long time. Maybe even before Arachne had given her legs away. Since then, Eva had always run on her own. Or teleported.
“You know what? Sure.”
A smile spread across Arachne’s face. One that Eva couldn’t help but mimic.
“Alright,” Arachne said, growing to her full form. “Hang on tight.”
— — —
Catherine took a few dainty steps around the latest version of her personal
She and Devon had both gone over every inch of it, both in theory and in the actual physical circle. Neither had found anything wrong. At least, not with the latest version. The first concept would probably have killed everyone involved. Potentially permanently for the demons. But they worked out that little kink.
Probably.
Unfortunately, the way the transformation circle was now set up severely limited the number of demons that Catherine could use. Lucy, for example, was right out. Catherine had absolutely no intentions of becoming a tentacle monster if she could help it. Not even if Lucy was the most powerful demon currently in the mortal realm.
Which she wasn’t.
That title currently belonged to either Eva or Ylva. She wasn’t entirely sure which. If Devon were willing to do another treatment, it would probably be Eva without a doubt. Tragically for her, he was still wanting to hold off and ensure Eva had stabilized before doing anything more.
And tragically for Catherine, Ylva wasn’t willing to participate. Catherine had done everything that she could to ensure that the donor demons would be perfectly safe, but Ylva had still declined.
Eva wasn’t entirely demon. With the old version, that hadn’t mattered so much. This one… she needed to do a few tests first.
Never in a million centuries would Catherine have believed that she would actually
Even though no other demons could be summoned, Zagan wasn’t other demons. Catherine had a theory that if she really tried, she probably could summon him. Or Devon could; Catherine wasn’t interested in ending up on Keeper’s hit list. Especially not with a doll potentially still running around the mortal realm.
However, she didn’t want Zagan around quite that badly and Devon was absolutely unwilling to even entertain the idea.
So she was really hoping that Eva would work out.
Aside from Eva, there were a number of demons back at the school that she had her eye on.
The one demon she could feel coming closer to the prison was not one of them.
With a drawn out sigh, she stepped away from her transformation circle. Eva was rapidly approaching as well. Which was good for her test, but she wasn’t so enthusiastic about having another succubus wandering around.
“Couldn’t she have brought the more worthwhile demons?” Catherine mumbled to herself.
She spread her wings and prepared to take off to meet the guests. It had been weeks since she had hidden her demonic form and weeks since she had worn proper clothing as well. There were a number of distinct advantages to living so far from prudish humans. Devon was the only human around and he didn’t care in the slightest.
Which Catherine found slightly insulting. It was nice that she didn’t have to fend off any advances, but at the same time, he didn’t even act surprised when she had first gone without clothes. Not even the slightest blush on his cheeks. To him, she may as well be a talking wooden board.
Of course, there were disadvantages as well.
