Twisted Sister Of Mine (Overworld Chronicles) - Plot & Excerpts
It cowered, whimpered, and rolled onto its back. Raising a demonic eyebrow, I reached over and scratched its belly."Good boy," I said, my voice still deep with the demon form.Its tongue lolled.I watched the other hellhounds struggle to their feet. I fought to remain in demon form, but my body wasn't having it. My sight blurred and wavered from the strain. Soon I'd lose control to the raging beast trapped behind the thinning wall of my resistance. I would just have to face the hounds without my demonic advantage. Gritting my teeth, I pushed and beat back the beast, stuffing it into its psychic cage. My body shrank back to normal size just as the hellhounds, still somewhat wobbly on their feet, came toward me. They stopped. Sniffed Vallaena, and rolled onto their backs in front of me. Since my aunt hadn't taught me anything about hellhound summoning, I wasn't sure why they were suddenly my best buds, but assumed it had something to do with my kicking their rear ends rather soundly and proving I was the boss of them.Vallaena moaned.
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