"First, I thank all of you for coming on such short notice, I brought out the sky sword from the treasury for all of you to see" the busty woman gestured towards the trembling sword on the table.

" As you all have noticed, the sword has been vibrating like this uncontrollably since morning and I can't fathom the cause, for several hundred years this sword has been a dull metal........now all of a sudden its come to life on its own" the woman continued.

"Your highness, what if its about to awaken, we have tried all means to use the sky sword in the past but it always remained unresponsive and dull" elder Yuri bore a thoughtful expression on his face.

"If that's the case does that mean we can now make use of its power!?" Elder Festus excitedly exclaimed.

The Busty woman had a slightly annoyed look as she retorted "the sword is extremely hot to touch and it destabilizes the internal and mental energy of whoever tries to wield it, I have tried".

Elder festus previously elated expression dampened significantly.

"I have a suggestion, how about we take the sword to the One eyed seer at the boundary of the dark elves kingdom, there we can ask him what is required to utilize the power of the sky sword now that it is showing signs of awakening" Elder kuma interjected.

The busty lady pondered carefully before she responded:

"OK that seems to be a good idea, but how do we do this without the dark elves noticing us, the treaty between the eight races is fragile and the dark elves especially are looking for an excuse to start a war"

"Let us employ the services of some young warriors skilled in assassination and infiltration, the necrophiles are famed for being like ghosts, why don't we hire some necrophiles to accompany a select few of our chosen warriors to undergo the journey...." Elder Yuri suggested.

(Sounds of murmured approval vibrated across the hall)

" Silence!........we shall do as Elder Yuri suggested, if we pay the necrophiles enough gold coins, they will even lick the soles of our feet" the busty woman spoke satirically.

(Sounds of laughter resounded across the table)

Pointing a sharp nailed finger towards the ground, rocks pulled out and formed into a human sized golem, this golem walked over to the sword and picked it up.

"Alright so I shall pay a visit to the Ruler of the necrophiles, I shall be back in three days thence" turning around towards the exit with the golem following closely at heel, she softly intonated "this meeting is dismissed".

The elders of the seven elemental sub-races chattered with each other as they subsequently left the castle.

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Alakasha and mason melded together in a kaleidoscope of pleasure, she kissed and caressed mason like an old time lover.

The tree tatoo on her body began to straggle onto mason's skin, it seemed to come alive, crawling onto mason's member like a shadow then shifting to his back.

Suddenly mason felt a burning sensation on his back, pressure began to build in his shaft, feeling like a dam was about to bust in the lower region of his body.

Mason screamed, trembling with shallow breaths, he passed out shortly.

Feeling mason stiffen under her,  alakasha smirked, a hint of satisfaction on her deeply blushed face.

"Haaaa! The ritual is almost complete, now I need to awaken his blood lock" muttering to herself, alakasha bit the flesh of her finger then expertly used a fingernail to slice an incision into mason's chest, putting her bleeding finger onto the incision.

She began to utter enchantments onto the wound, mason's body abruptly glowed in a dazzling golden light then simmered down till his body became normal again.

Standing up from his chest, his limp cock slipped out of her, she sat down cross legged  on the floor, her body was covered in a red aura as she began to meditate.

Thirty minutes later..................

Mason awoke with begrudging eyes, glancing around he noticed alakasha meditating at the far side of the hall beside the pedestal, his eyes wandered over her sultry curves and fair oval face, those red lips had enclosed his mouth and his hands had permeated every inch of her curvaceous tantalizing body. He had lost his virginity to a volumptous scarlet haired beauty! How cool was that!

The mysterious book was glowing, white light emanated from the book in resonance with a red light that was erupting on the alakasha's skin, casting her in a reddish ambience that made her look like a gorgeous dainty devil.

Mason steadily observed the way the book and alakasha seemed to glow at the same perfect rhythm just like a heartbeat of some mysterious creature.

Alakasha was emersed in the final stages of the ritual, her subconscious was like a raging fire spinning round a scarlet altar, magical inscriptions floated out of the altar merging with the spinning flames in her soul.

Suddenly she opened her eyes, magical inscriptions and writings shot out of her glowing eyes, beaming at a speed that superseded human reaction, it engulfed mason without warning.

Mason was startled and terrified at the strange inscriptions that captured his entire body, the heat rose rapidly, beads of sweat bust out of his pale skin, the air became stagnant slowly suffocating him.

Am going to die! Am going to die! She's going to kill me!.....violent thoughts frantically roved around his mind.....she had sex with me and now she's going to kill me!.....his heart beat like a thick drum pounding blood madly into his veins, he could feel consciousness slipping away from him.

He frenziedly tried to move while suspended in the air but the inscriptions and writings exerted a powerful restraining force on his skinny muscles.

"Don't struggle boy, it will be over soon-this is the last part of the ritual that will determine whether you can withstand Adams magic or not" alakasha frowned at the figure of mason trying to struggle in the air.

Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzzzzzz!

The inscriptions twisted and molded into several sizzling balls of white flames which moved like a flexible snake crawling all over mason's body.

Pshhhhh!

Plumes of smoke erupted from mason's skin as the white fire ran its course all over the surface of his body plunging him into a roasting hell.

Arrrrrrrrrrggh! Kill me please!

Screams escaped his quivering lips, his entire body was on fire, his internal organs felt like they were melting, he could feel his blood boiling vehemently, pain rolled over his jerking body in waves.

Every part of his body was fulgently captured by those vicious white flames, the sweat on his skin evaporated in thin wisps, the dry skin caked and cracked under the heat, the blood flowing in his body slowed to a crawl and started to solidify!

The flames wiggled and buried themselves into his skin, transforming into white flame needles, they stabbed into his body and poured torrentially into the pores of his tortured skin.

The hall was suffused with ear splitting screams, alakasha covered her ears, grumbling to herself while watching the fireworks rend mason apart.

"Wow we have a screamer, I forgot you are just a boy, I hope you survive this, I really do" alakasha murmured to herself, folding her arms which caused her full breasts to bulge upwards from her chest.

Burnt stench combined with pain filled screams turned the entire scenery into a bizarre horrendous experience, alakasha watched indifferently at the aggressive flames licking mason's body like a mini tornado.

Her oval pretty face tensed into a hopeful expression, her red full lower lip pressed tightly into her upper front teeth, each painful screech caused her to bite her lower lip tighter until a thin glob of blood flowed from the bit part of her lower lip.

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OK I feel sorry for the nigga, then again let's hope he doesn't turn insane......I wrote my character alakasha based on my best friend.... lol.......

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