This Life of Sin 2: Demonia

Demons

Chapter 4: Demons

Eventually I decided that I should have regained enough mana for my spell. According to the grimoire this one was supposed to be not nearly as mana consuming as the Gigantium Spell, because it was removing size and stats, rather than using my own mana to add to my targets. I should be able to Use Miniminazi without too much effort. My hope was that one, my own blood magic would be enough to override the two thousand year old spell on the chains, and two, once the spell broke through the old blood magic, I could just shrink the dragon right out of those chains.

Potential problems would be that the spell just did not work at all, the dragon stayed the size he was, and the chains would still bind him. Or, the spell worked, but the old blood binding doesn't get overridden and the chains simply shrink with Rougier. But I wouldn't know anything for sure till I tried.

"Ready?" I asked Rougier, standing before him, set to cast the spell. The dragon, looking nervous- or as nervous as a dragon could look, I guess- nodded and stood still. I pictured the spell I needed, having looked it over before casting it just to be safe, and said: "Miniminazi."

As a spell circle appeared below the dragon, I felt a dip in my mana. It was small compared to some of the spells I had been casting lately, but I was sure an average person would not have been able to do it. Not on a monster like Rougier at least. And I really was using too much mana. Even I could tell I was starving, and normally- due to pretty much living half starved most my life- I didn't really notice.

I looked down at my stomach and winced. I was thin. Too thin. Vale would be mad. And with that thought I was depressed again. How dare that Abs- For- Brains make me miss him, even as slightly as I did right now? I'd have to punch him next time I saw him.

I watched, breath held, as Rougier shone with a blue-ish light in the spell circle. It seemed to flicker and I almost lost hope, but suddenly the giant dragon began to shrink and I leapt up with joy and whooped. I don't think I had ever done that before. The thought made me smile as I hurried forward, the light fading from the dragon.

"Did it work?" he asked, his voice was still deep and bouldery, but not nearly as loud and lost its echo like feel.

I laughed and knelt by the pint-sized dragon. He was now the size of a dragon newt! But where Drogin was smooth scaled, sleek, thin and stream lined, Rougier still looked like the rough and spiky beast he was. Drogin was a race car and Rougier was a tank. "It worked. See I am bigger than you are now."

Slowly, Rougier looked up and blinked at me. I don't think that he would have appreciated me calling him cute right then, but he couldn't do anything about me thinking it. His red eyes went wide, and he jumped to his feet. "I do not like this!" He snapped but I just laughed.

"You might like this though." I said and scooped up the struggling dragon in my arms, taking him over to one of the chains. He froze when he saw the manacle, sitting empty on the ground. As we watched the silver like material began to corrode and rust. In a matter of seconds, they crumbled to a brownish dust that got carried away on the wind.

Rougier looked at his paws, purple and free of chains, and then looked up at me with awe. He stayed that way for about three full seconds before his eyes narrowed and he snarled. "You said nothing of turning me into a hatching, Female!"

I laughed again. "No need to worry. The moment I release the spell you go back to normal size. I have used the opposite spell to turn my Dragon Newt large. You are fine."

"I am not fine! I feel weak and small!"

"Oh, don't be a baby. Being this size is very convenient! I can take you anywhere. You can do and see things you have never done before."