The short cut.

“I don't want to be here any longer than I have to.” You growl, fangs gnashing the air with every word. “Raar. I am going to bite you.” Letting out a wicked sounding laugh, you bound through the air toward the short cut. Size seems to indicate power here, it seems, at least to a point. Everyone, or everything depending on how you look at it, that is smaller than you seems to move out of your way, while all that are bigger seem almost to jerk in your direction trying to get you to flinch or react. Playing the good little demon, you alter your path away from anything larger than you. In the 9 hours that you fly over a barren rocky landscape you see thousands and thousands of creatures ranging in all forms and sizes. Less than 10% look human at all, the rest a horrific medley of things from nightmares and horror movies. At this point your wings are feeling weak, and your tummy growls with hunger. “What the fuck am I supposed to eat here?” You growl. There is nothing growing anywhere and considering when you arrived here you were a big worm, as far as you know every last living thing here is sentient. Then the weird little plants you ate as a worm flash in your mind, “Awe I don't want to.” You say, but decide to land near a large pile of rocks. Sure enough, once you are on the ground you can see it is teeming with life, it just all hides, as if it knew it was about to be eaten. Grabbing a handful of reddish black, moldy looking leaves you stuff them in your mouth. Chomping away you try your best, but sadly you vomit all of it out before you can get yourself to swallow. “Uugh, ya that isn't happening.” Taking back to the air you fly on for at least 6 more hours till your mind starts to drift into sleep and for a second your fangs disappear. Then you see what looks like a skeleton of a mammoth like creature. Curiosity gets the better of you and you walk over to see. It is impressive, huge, and unlike anything you have ever seen. It also looks like it is a bit of salvation, as you should be able to hide nicely inside the skull, plus inside of the rib cage you see a flow of what looks like maggots. Stomach growling pretty constantly now, you once again fight back the bile and grab a handful of disgusting worms. Chomping away their juices flow down your throat. It is bad, but you are hungry and it seems your body isn't rebelling. You quickly eat till you finally feel full and climb into the massive skull to sleep. As you drift off you can feel your body melt back to what you have become, yet this time as you lie there the wings seem to fall away rather than turning back. It is as if you were holding your muscles taut for the entire day and as you shift back it is so relaxing you fall asleep in an instant.

There isn't any kind of a sun so you have no idea how long you were out, but you do feel refreshed. After adopting the disguise again, you chomp down a breakfast of slimy worms and head back into the air. A second day passes, avoiding anything that moves, and a second day ends with a similar big happy meal of disgust, this time a flood of fat stinky beetles, that crunch like chips in the fangs of your disguise. This time you find what you are pretty sure is the discarded skin of a 40+ foot snake, it is a bit creepy, but actually quite comfy. The third and fourth days melt away into the past as you make your way ever closer to the beacon that you are now pretty sure is a portal.

Finally a tower of white stone or bone looms ever growing in the horizon, and you know this must be your target. Getting closer reveals more than a hundred massive demons around the tower, thankfully these seem to be wingless. As you get closer you see they seem to be being led in military maneuvers, as if for an invasion. “At least they aren't guards.” You say with a little chuckle. The closer you get the more you are surprised that none of the demons so much as look at you, all seeming to be far to busy to deal with you. The gem on your wrist leads you to an opening, a thin window with a guard wielding a massively powerful looking bow looking out of it. Looking in you catch his eye and simply command, “Put that down and help me in.” Gripping onto the edge of the window you then try to slip in the thin window. The demon you can now see actually was holding two of the massive bows with 4 powerful arms. But as you look in he sets down the bows, grabs your arm, and rips you in through the window. The squeeze was far to tight, and his action to sudden for you to properly prepare, and your bat wings are ripped off of you causing wince. The pain only lasts a second as you simply change yourself so as to not have wings anyway. Looking around you find yourself in a small guard room, there are a total of three massive longbows and tons of arrows, plus the nearly 7' demon of course. His body ripples with muscles, his skin the color of ash, and other than the extra set of arms, and a face that seems to be part bird with a wickedly sharp beak, he is basically human. Of course the next thing that draws your attention is his 11” long and 3” thick meaty but surprisingly smooth cock. Now that you are inside he shakes his head and a look appears on his face telling you that your magic has run it's course. He reaches for his longbows at once and leaps back a bit to put himself across the room from you. You know you have to do something quick, but what? Do you dare attack, or use magic again?