“Malika what did you do?" Shanti asked in awe as she saw the results of the sisterhood's complete and utter defeat.

“I hardly did anything. It was all Pugward." She had to give credit where it was due.

“Oh stop, yer gonna make me blush!" The imp put on a faux bashful expression from his seat upon Malika's shoulders.

“But, you've annihilated the entire sisterhood!" The ramifications of just what Malika and Pugward had done were only now dawning on her as she surveyed the massacre.

The wandering apprentices turned to look over at Malika and her demonic companion. There wasn't a single scratch on her fair porcelain skin and there was plenty of it in view given that the sorceress had yet to change out of her ritual adornments. Her bare breasts with their hard little pink nipples were in full view and the transparent material that covered her legs did little to hide her thin black strip of hair or the pink slit beneath it that was now glistening slightly in the aftermath of Shanti's kisses.

Almost at once every apprentice except Shanti fell to their knees and lowered their heads in submission to their new leader.

“You are the High Sorceress, Malika." Shanti voiced all of their thoughts.

! No you are all free to go home. You have families waiting for you out there, the records of where you were taken are locked away in the library but I can open them to you. I do not follow the way of Lagria any more."

“Way to go Legs." She heard Pugward secretly whisper in her ear. Apparently the imp was proud of her.

There was a Low moan of a familiar voice that interrupted all of their thoughts. ALL heads turned to see Eluria stir from her unconsciousness and rise up to sit and lower her head into her hand. The first thing she noticed was that her breasts were completely uncovered and seemed to have grown in size considerably. A baffled expression fell across her face before she seemed to recall what had happened and her head snapped up to look at the apprentices, her emerald green eyes eventually settling on Malika and Pugward.

“You! She screamed with rage and many of the apprentices fell back with fright, scrambling back toward the walls of the great hall.

“Hey, look who's awake!" Pugward clapped his hands together gleefully.

“I'LL rip your flesh from your bones Malika! I'll cast your soul down to the pit to be feasted upon for all eternity!" The former high sorceress stood up, apparently unaware she was completely powerless as she stormed across the room toward Malika.

Shanti looked between them uncertainly, waiting for her friend to do something.

"Stop." Pugward's voice rang clear in Eluria's ears and she found herself almost falling flat on her face as her bare feet simply would not take another step.

There was a moment that the violet haired woman seemed amazed at her inability to move though the viciousness soon returned to her eyes.

“Deckler! Kill them!" Her high pitched voice sounded like nails dragging over smooth steel.

Pugward sighed, shaking his head before jumping from Malika's shoulders. Eluria's eyes followed him until she saw what had happened to Deckler. Pugward stopped beside the corpse of the fallen demon and reached out to grab a flap of skin at the top and bottom of his neck where his head had once been attached.

“Dur, I don' wanna put up with your shit anymore bitch." Pugward said whilst opening and closing together the two flaps of flesh and doing his best impersonation of the dim witted Deckler. "You were always shit in the sack!"

Eluria stared slack jawed as the imp mocked her and a nervous twitter of laughter filled the room from the other apprentices. The demonstration that the sorceress was powerless certainly had the desired effect.

“atta boy dumbass, always knew you had it in ya." Pugward gave the dead demon's shoulder an affectionate slap before turning back to look at Eluria. His grin turned downright malevolent right about then. "You tried to kill my boss. Normally I'd be injecting boilin' hot mercury into your eyeballs right about now but you've got a nice ass and my main Lady over there says I can keep you. Boy are we gonna have some fun."

Malika watched as Pugward steepled his claws together and scampered toward Eluria. She made a promise to herself to try to never ever get on Pugward's bad side.

“This will not stand! I will summon all the fires of hell to scorch you from the face of the earth! I will..."

“Shut up." Surprisingly it was one of the apprentices that had spoken up. A woman in her nineteenth year called Valeska who Eluria had always taken a special pleasure in tormenting.

The girl turned to the imp, her expression somewhat apologetic for interrupting what he was doing. He only winked at her in approval.