Edana & Ross

"What the hell...", Edana awoke to the rising heat. Tongues of fire surrounded her everywhere inside the blazing pit, like in a meteor crater. They did not burn Engel, on the contrary, they felt pleasant to her, wandering over a scarlet hide, "Wait... a red skin?"

The demoness rose up, supported by the flames, as if they were her own servants. Edana looked at her skimpy body veils, typical for a licentious ****, and touched the horns sticking out from between her long, dark hair. With each new discovery, girl liked what she saw more, even the huge, heavy colossus peeking out from under the lingerine.

"Hehe, I'll take care of you later", Engel chuckled, as she lifted the one-eyed serpent upward, realizing how much it weighed, and how it will be uncomfortable to walk with, "But for now, I have to figure out what actually is happening."

As for being unfamiliar with RPGs, Edana quickly accepted being in the body of Evangeline the mistress of hell. Maybe it was due to her typical nonchalance, or perhaps finally the break of monotonous boredom and routine she experienced every single day, but Engel could not complain about the change. Edana had even better fun now, than when she had to listen to the Karl and his dull story, and she hasn't even done anything yet in this new reality. Apparently she was more of LARP type of the girl.

"Curse...", climbing the slope of a burning crater wasn't pleasant, when your own body interrupting you on every step. Edana had to carry her big mace with both hands, which only added problems to her cause, because with every twitch and touch, it grew larger in her palms, hardening, like a real bludgeon.

The higher she was, the more it turned into a Sisyphean task. Engel almost made it to the top, when the weight on the last length, overhelmed her muscle strenght and the stubbornness, making them both fall backwards into the pit. Edana wanted to dig her claws into the burning ground to somehow slow down the slip, but then something grabbed her wrist and pulled her uphill, out of the crater.

"You have an extra leg and you still didn't handle climbing, Dana?", the demoness heard a horse whine from under the cover of the helmet, as well as the impatient tapping of the horseshoes accompanying the punchline, "And you had the nerve to complain about my avatar."

"Ross?", Edana looked in surprise at the mountainous centaur in the full armor standing in front of her eyes. She did not have to see his face to know that he was smiling defiantly, mocking her lack of coordination. In this form, she admitted, he did indeed looked much more dignified, than usual.