A deal with the devil.

A quick stream of hot air you conjured under you slowed your fall enough that the shock on the muddy surface at the bottom of the pit didn't kill you. Your still hurt your back and you were pretty sure that you broke your left leg.

The wound on your side was bleeding a lot and you didn't knew what to do. The extent of your talent in curative magic was that you were able to make a soothing balm while following a recipe, provided you had all the ingredients and instruments.

Pressing a strip from your dress on the wound you tried to think of options. On a light wound you could consider cauterizing the wound but the long and thin dagger had cut veins deep into your side. Closing the skin wound would still see you die of internal bleeding and trying to do it on the bleeding would cook your insides.

"Sure doesn't look good from were I sit and I would know something about it. " said a sultry voice behind you.

You turned your head to see a woman laying against the wall of the pit.

No, not a woman, a demon!

Naked she looked very beautiful but the horns, wings and the tail gave her away as a succubus. She had not been naked when she fell in the well as you could see pieces of her armor laying around her.

She was pinned to the wall by an elven blade through her chest, at her feet was the desiccated corpse of an elven warrior. The two skeletons on the surface must have been their mounts before they fell down this well.

"Who are you? " you asked the creature.

"Our kind is a bit shy about giving our real names but you can call me Savixia, Valeria." replied the succubus.

"Wait how do you know my name and how are you still alive? It's been more than fifty years since the end of the war. " You asked Savixia.

" Oh I could play the mysterious girl and tell you that I can read your mind but I simply heard your squabble with your lover up there. " she told you.

" He is not my lover, not now nor ever! I despise that disgusting pig, may his ball rot and his deck fall! " you spat in rage. The effort of shouting had made you dizzy, despite the pressure you applied your hand was letting a lot of blood out through your fingers.

"If you say so. As for how I am alive, let just say that this little count of a war priestess offered me a little present after binding me to this place with that stupid sword, elven souls will go a long way when all you have to do is to sit and wait. " she explained.

It was logical now, the gear on the corpse matched what you knew of the priestess of the elves, including the fact that like all female elves it left her chest bare as to honor their fertility goddess. If the blade was sacred and binding the demon here she would have been unable to touch it.

"you know you probably will bleed to **** in less than ten minutes. I have a proposal for you. " said Savixia.

" It is of no use, demon! I won't give you my soul to feed you. " you declared before she could make her offer.

" Such a waste, but it is not what I had in mind. I like you, such a fine body, such a fierce spirit, lust, anger, ****, it would be a shame to waste such a nice fate by dying here. We cannot exist in your world, the bodies we have here are mortal ones we enhance to inhabit them. How about I help you if you help me? I swear your soul won't be involved and I can't lie in that matter. I can trick people or just suck their soul during sex but the Gods would smite me if I broke an honest deal. " she exposed. A few minutes from **** was not a good time to risk your soul but if it wasn't on the table you could at least hear her out.

"What do you propose? But be careful, if I don't like it I'd rather die free than become your property." you warned her.

"well I've been here way too long, I miss my realm in the netherworld. This body is dying but there is still magic in it. The deal is simple and will be made as a pact so all can be assured of the outcome. You free me from this blessed blade, I give you the powers I had brought to this world to heal you and let you out of this pit, and then my spirit can leave this world again, your soul will remain yours for as long as you want to keep it. " she proposed.

You saw no flaw in the deal, demons would follow pacts to the letter and provided you worded it correctly both your mind, body and soul would be free from her.

You discussed it further with her and soon she swore to give you the power to live and seek **** while sparing your soul, body and mind while you swore of freeing her from the blessed sword to let her spirit escape this plane.

Using your last bits of strength and will you crawled to her and grabbed the sword. It was lodged into the stone far to deep for you to pull it out.

You had one trick you had used in the past while helping your brother in the workshop of the Academy. Focusing your inner fire on the blade you heated it until it melted.

The second the spell broke and the blade shattered the succubus jumped on you and embraced you into a deep kiss.

You fear for a moment that she had broken your pact but she fell dead in your arms, her body quickly turning to dust.

The bleeding stopped and you felt fire inside you, your head and back hurt a lot.

Soon you felt more alive than you'd ever been. Your dress had been torn Exposing your underwear and large wings had grown on your back as your ears grew pointed and long canines appeared in your mouth.