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Dance With a Demon III

By Pen Penguin

Copyright 2012 Pen Penguin

Smashwords Edition

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Siela needed a plan. Twice, she's tried to subdue the demon, Travinsky. Both times ended in miserable failure for the young witch. The first time, she over-estimated her abilities and lost easily. The second time, she had managed to bind the demon gentleman, but could not force him to concede, even when he had been faced with the possibility of death. The young witch needed a different approach. Brute force was not going to work.

She was standing in the field of their previous encounters. Patches of grass, sparse trees and bushes made up the majority of the plant life in the area. A number of them had been burnt up during their fights. She was in her usual pale blue dress and long bead necklace, which in a way, has become her uniform for her duels with Travinsky. Every time she's fought with him, her dress got torn up in inappropriate places. Every time afterwards, she would fix it up, good as new. Almost like it's taken on a special meaning for the two of them, or so she'd like to think. She was also wearing a pair of knee-length boots. They were of a special variety, and very important for a certain reason. In fact, they were a big part of the idea that she had for today's duel, as would soon be seen.

Everything was ready, so she treaded over to where her magic summoning circle laid: a set of runes painted on the ground with blood. Raising her hand to the sky, she recited the appropriate incantations. Lightning flashed across the sky, and for the third time, the demon Travinsky materialized from the nether world. Tall and handsome with dark raven hair, he appeared, dressed in a fitted black suit, leather shoes and white gloves. Even though it was already their third encounter, he did not neglect his manners, bowing deeply before the young witch.

"Miss Siela, it is an honour to once again, be at your service. What would be your fancy, today?"

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