Prepare the summoning ritual again.

"Light be damned," Sarah curses to herself. "A fucking wet dream, are you kidding me? What am I? fifteen?" She grumbles as she gets out of bed. She moves to the wash basin, wetting the soft towel and wiping first her face and then her pussy. The cold touch sends a shiver down her spine. 'I'm actually glad we didn't sleep in that cave now. I'd have never heard the end of it from miss virtuous and that Draenei whore that always stares at us,' Sarah thinks in disgust, remembering Monaa's behaviour earlier that evening.

She sits down in the stool, touching her robe to check how the drying was going. 'Ah, whatever,' she thinks as she sighs and hangs the still damp garment back over the desk. 'I'll just do the ritual naked. It's not like that demoness should care, the way they always walk around in those skimpy clothes. Actually. It might even make the ritual more likely to succeed, now that I think on it,' Sarah considers. She takes her grimoire and once again opens it to the page describing the summoning ritual.

'Let's check the runes one more time,' Sarah decides. She stands up and takes her grimoire in her hand. She studies the circle she made earlier that night and carefully checks the twelve runes for any mistakes she may have missed. When she gets to the seventh rune, she notices that it looks different in her book than in the circle. 'Weird, I'm sure I did that one correcly. I must have been more tired than I thought' Sarah thinks to herself. 'Should be an easy fix.' She grabs her piece of black chalk and starts drawing on the marble floor.

She erases the rune, redrawing it exactly as the ritual describes. She stands up and admires her handywork. After checking the remaining five runes for errors, Sarah takes a small pouch from her pack sits down outside the circle. The next part is easy enough. Channel enough mana into the runes until they start glowing. Sarah concentrates as she grabs a glowing purple stone from the pouch and starts channeling the energy contained within towards the runes. 'Only an idiot would use their own mana for a ritual like this,' Sarah thinks as she holds out the soul stone.

A dark thought intrudes into her mind as she does this, a flashback to her dream, where she robbed the beautiful Anne of her soul and stored it in a stone just like this. Sadly this one contained the soul of an Ogre, recently slain by her party before the storm hit them. Not of an innocent maiden claimed by a fat demon dick. Sarah's thoughts get interrupted as she notices the stream of blue energy flicker. 'Damn it. Concentrate! I don't have many of these left,' Sarah thinks to herself.

The stream of blue energy congeals above the middle of the circle, the visage of a very confused and angry Ogre appearing for a moment, before a flick of Sarah's wrist splits the energy into twelve seperate streams, which flow into the runes. The Runes light up, not with the expected bright green colour of fel, but with an eerie dark purple. Sarah looks confused as she looks upon the runes. "Purple? It's not supposed to be..." she mutters to herself. Satisfied the circle is stable for now, she reaches for her grimoire.

She studies the text carefully. Nowhere it mentions the colours the runes are supposed to light up in. 'Hmmm... Maybe I did it wrong last time and this is how it is supposed to look,' Sarah considers. 'Only one way to find out'. She progresses with the final part of the ritual, the binding words. Soon she will have a Succubus of her own. Maybe it will prove more useful than that Voidwalker that used to follow her around. At the very least this one will be able to hold a conversation with her. Sarah can't wait to see what knowledge it can provide her with.

She stands over the ritual circle, holding the grimoire open in her right hand as she studies the binding words a final time. 'Another mistake,' she thinks, as she spots a word that she doesn't regognize from her previous attempt. 'No wonder that nothing out there felt obliged to answer my call. This time it has to work. I double-checked everything.'