This Life of Sin 2: Demonia

A Demon King?

Chapter 7: A Demon King?

I fell back onto the soft yellow grass with a gasp, quickly followed by a moan. I hurt everywhere. But at least it was another gorgeous day in the demon realm. Perfect for an aerial beating apparently. I turned my head as a pair of legs landed next to me and chuckled. I looked up into the amused face of Kieran, his dark ponytail over one shoulder and a slight rip in one of his white sleeves, the only indication that he had been in a fight at all.

"Are you unharmed Lady Sin?" He asked.

"No, my soul is bruised. I think I was better off with the dragon. Stupid lizard." It was funny that I always told people off for calling Drogin a lizard, but relished cursing Rougier as one. "He just wanted to be lazy today because its so warm." Earlier in the day the purple dragon had informed me that he had told Kieran to teach me how to fight while in the air today. Then he wasted no time having me remove the Miniminazi spell from him and taking off over the red lake.

Kieran laughed again, then sat cross-legged on the grass next to me. "Perhaps, but he was right that you should probably learn to protect yourself on the wing as well."

"But my wings are so heavy!" I whined, glaring at the black leathery things that were splayed out on the ground behind me. And they were heavy. The feather scales were lighter than they looked but they still added weight to them. Enough weight that it was difficult to sustain an extended flight. I was better at gliding than actual flight.

"All the more reason to build up your stamina."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it already." I sighed and watched the pink clouds drift past, a flock of green birds flying by easily, mockingly. "I need to learn all I can for when I return. I can't be as useless as I was in the dungeon last time. Or as weak. If I didn't have Drogin and Vendaval I would have been dead weight. As a tamer, I know my true value is in my tames, and how I use them, but I can't help feeling useless if I just stand back and let them do all the work..."

Kieran chuckled and I glared at him. "Sorry. Its just, most- nearly all, really- Queens would never even consider getting into a fight. Especially one that meant them physically having to do something. Their magic is quite the deterrent, and should they ever actually need to fight, they just use that to great effect. You have been learning right?"

"Yes... But I am pretty sure I am not very good at the magic." I looked up at the butler and frowned. "Felicity has been trying to teach me, but most elemental magic just eludes me. I do alright with the practical spells and the ones that Varcheon Braiol taught me for hand-to-hand combat."

"I saw that you were doing very well with your mana control though." He said, referring to my abilities in using 'gift' to share my mana with the land or with other people. "My father says that you can even share with people who are not your clan without much effort at all."

"I can. Though I still do not understand how its any harder to use it on the land verses people, or my people verses other clans. It all feels the same to me."

"And that is very amazing. Normally it is incredibly difficult to Gift to those not of your clan, or the land your clan calls home. It is why a clan who's queen has died fares so poorly in the long run."

"You guys seem fine." I said, referring to his clan. Felicity's mother had been their true Queen, not Felicity herself.

Kieran nodded. "We are not too bad off right now because it has only been a couple years since the Queen's passing. Queen Felicity does have trouble using Gift on us, but it won't be a noticeable problem for a few decades yet. Also, this land has become her land now, so she can share with it easily enough." He seemed to think for a long moment, watching the grass shiver in the breeze. "The way you use Gift... Well, it is like you think of everyone as your clan. Like your mana wishes to help and guard all. And I don't just mean demons, as you have shown amazing abilities while working with the land."