Whilst ensuring the safety of her cat from a goblin's grimy claws, and picking a few choice bits of brain from her robes of the rather annoying man (one down!), Naeva headed over to the headless corpse. She wasn't overly fond of the casual brutality, but seeing as the zoo she was currently in had some dangerous animals, it was good they could be kept in line. Unfortunately, she was currently still considered one of said animals. How dreadful.
"You don't mind if I use this, do you? It's best used fresh."
Seeing that in the field she would need some protection and barring objection from her jailor, she got to work. A simple paintbrush was produced and dipped in the rapidly expanding pool of blood whilst she held her cat in the other. She glared at the goblin.
"Don't touch my cat. And don't disturb the circle, unless you want your soul to make a visit to the abyss. A permanent visit."
Then she realized what she was talking to, and she sighed.
"You'd be dead. Very dead. In a bad way. Ok? Shoo."
With regular blood dippings she continued painting the circle around the corpse. An easy task. Some summoners bothered with elaborate patterns of protection and warding, but one didn't need to if one had a pre-arranged bargain with a demon.
She coughed gently to clear her throat. She stroked her cat and looked into its eyes. It looked back, knowing its time had come to fulfill the role of felinekind; to bring demons to this world. Then Naeva spoke the unwords. Her tongue split as she did so and the taste of blood filled her mouth.
"Echh-Na, V'sssthal kmachtåsd æpejal, Nâthadëde, Chernabog!"
Reality twisted. With a groan the sight of the circle's contents twisted as if looking through melting glass. The sound of snapping boned preceded the headless corpse juddering as its flesh melted. Then it began to realign and grow. A new head sickeningly grew from it and bone and muscle realigned and grew. The stench of sulfur filled the room, and black smoke began filling the circle. Moments later, the summoning ended. From the smoke, a demon of smoke and fire emerged..
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Its muscle rippled under its fur as it paced lethally, regarding the world once more through a mortal's perspective. Its eyes glowed with an inner light as if its center was a burning forge. Claws raked the ground, and the sense of wrongness that just permeated the room echoed from with in it. It looked hungrily at the mortals present, eager to devour not just flesh, but souls. Then it rounded on Naeva, who was back to petting he cat.
"I return and our deal continues, mortal." It grinned ferally.
"I see you chose the cat again. Who can I devour next?"
Naeva looked undisturbed, with cat in hand. She retrieved a hankerchief and dabbed the corners of her mouth free of blood. Her lack of panic at seeing a head explode suddenly was put in a different light. She replied rather matter-of-factly.
"All in good time, Chernabog. For now protect me. I am to travel with this uh... collection of distinct individuals. They are not to be trusted, but not to be harmed either unless proof of intent of harm to me is found. So you are bound."
"So I am bound." The demon grumbled.
"Who else can I feast upon?"
"None at the moment. Your last feast is what landed me in this predicament you know?"
It knew.
"It was glorious. I love the screams of the children. Their pitch of voice goes ever so high as you tear their flesh, and the wailing of the adults is like a balm.."
"Yes yes, no need to go into every detail. They might decide to execute me after all." Naeva became aware of the others.
"He was unattended a few minutes. But he's quite safe now, I assure you!"
She didn't sound all that convincing.
Chernabog smiled. Cats shouldn't smile.
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