Temptations of the Occult

Chapter 13 : Final Assault

The night was deepening, the shadows growing longer and darker as they began their trek towards the designated summoning spot. As they walked, the sounds of the forest around them seemed to grow louder, the whispers of leaves and rustling foliage combining to create an eerier atmosphere. The air was thick with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

The wind picked up, whispering through the trees and carrying with it a faint, unearthly howl. The sky darkened, the moon and stars obscured by a sudden bank of thick, swirling clouds. Even the nocturnal creatures of the forest seemed to hush, as if aware of the supernatural power that was gathering.

The ground beneath their feet was firm, yet it seemed to hum with energy. The summoning spot appeared to glow faintly, the darkness not quite encompassing it completely. This was the place, the nexus where the realms of the living and the supernatural would intersect.

The group stepped closer, their footsteps seeming to echo unnaturally loudly in the unnatural silence. The air was thick with the scent of ozone, and a low, almost imperceptible hum filled the space. The atmosphere was charged, as if a storm was building, yet not a drop of rain fell.

The weight of the moment was palpable, the knowledge that they now stood on the precipice of something otherworldly filling each of their hearts with a mixture of excitement and fear.

Claire clutched her spell book tighter, the spells she had learned playing in her mind like a mantra. Elara closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she focused her powers on the protective barrier, willing it to become stronger.

The realization that tonight was the night the demon would claim its prey was a heavy weight to bear. Jasmine was acutely aware of the fact that she was the one destined to be offered as a sacrifice, and her heart was filled with a mixture of dread and resignation.

The night air was crisp and cool, the sky was clear, and the forest around them was unusually silent, as if even the creatures of the night knew that something sinister was about to unfold.

Out of the shadows, a low, ominous rumble began to build. It was a sound that seemed to vibrate through their very bones, a harbinger of the impending arrival of the demon.

The Demon's voice echoed through the air, deep and cold as hell's own winter. "Ahhh, what a pleasant surprise! Isn't it love darling? You were waiting for me? "

With a chill in her voice, Claire called out to the approaching shadow, "Umm...Demon, heyy!! ."

" Oh, heyy!! little one I missed you." The demon said firmly to Claire.

" Really? " Claire asked with curiosity.

" Nahh!! I'm just kidding," he said, threw back his head and laughed, a sharp, taunting sound that cut through the air like a blade, mocking their fear with a sinister grin.

Jasmine: that's your humour?

Demon: Are you expecting something better?

Jasmine: Well you didn't disappoint me with your filthy humour. It suits your appearance.

Demon chuckled and said, "I actually missed this feisty one."
Jasmine looked the devil in the eye, her voice laced with sarcasm and irony. "Oh, I'm absolutely terrified," she said, her tone taunting. "Why wouldn't I be? After all, you're the epitome of love and satisfaction."

The demon chuckled, clearly amused by her audacity. "No wonder women were always the weakness of all entities of this universe." I mean look at you, you look so pathetic, your knees are trembling with fear but your lust, that's the game changer."

The demon chuckled, "I like that. Total submission.

Jasmine lifted her chin defiantly, refusing to give in so easily. "Isn't that what you want ? For me to submit to you completely?" she asked, her voice dripping with derision.