A Bet with Slutty Evil Being!

"Yes... We will live through this. I can promise you that." Declared Aureal.

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Alex had just sent Lauryn a text message informing her that angels were attacking him. She maintained her usual composure.

She shouldn't have had a loud outburst in the middle of creative writing class during sixth period.

She was not even known for her ability to speak. But there was no time to waste—she had to depart right away to assist Alex.

Nah, excuses are boring, so screw that. If she simply got up and left, it would be insanely more intriguing for her. in particular for her reputation.

She took satisfaction in her chill and menacing reputation among the youngsters. She gathered her stuff and rose up after mentally confirming that.

Except for those who were dozing, every pupil inside the classroom, students turned to look at her as she left the room.

"Hey! Do you even know exactly what you're doing? Miss, class is in session!" As she passed through the doorway, the teacher yelled at her.

The teacher opened the front door to shout for Lauryn to return, but then when she glanced outside from the door, she couldn't see her anywhere.

What the heck, I'll handle this after class. Over Lauryn's abrupt departure, the entire class was in a state of hushed turmoil.

Lauryn went to Asmodea's class first. After returning from the library with a student and a pile of textbooks, Asmodea was about to enter the classroom.

"Excellent timing. I need to chat with you, Miss Asmodea," Lauryn yelled to her.

"Yes, I will be there shortly. Be a good girl, Cassie, and bring these in and distribute them to the class. I'm grateful." Asmodea responded as she gave Cassie, the pupil, her share of the books.

Asmodea turned to face Lauryn as Cassie entered the classroom. "What did you want to discuss with me now?"

When Lauryn and Asmodea were in its vicinity, an invisible barrier was created by a spell that Lauryn cast. The barrier's walls muffled all sound that entered them from the outside.

She then informed Asmodea that "immediately upon arrival, Alex texted me to say that angels were attacking him. He is moving toward a closed down factory that is close to Eighth Street. It is close to the waterfront, where there is a vintage steamboat. Don't worry; I'm going there right away. I'm more than capable of handling myself in a struggle. I have a few strategies that will repel an angel."

"It's important... Thus, the ideas Nyssa and I discussed came to pass. I'll tell you more about our talk later. You should go assist Alex, of course. I'll let Nyssa know what's going on and take the two of us out there. Alex may possess great strength, but that doesn't mean he knows how to use it, since he has no prior experience fighting opponents like angels."

"Just one more thing," Lauryn said, "he said that an angel was there by his side. Do you have any information on that? Maybe that's why I've felt an angel around here for a few days now?"

"That's strange... Go assist Alex right away; if he claims that the angel is friendly, then it probably is. Oh no, I'm not taking that class again. After this, we're all headed straight for the Land of Lust. It's too dangerous for the human world," Asmodea glared angrily.

"I fully agree. Okay, good bye. Let's hope nothing too negative takes place." Lauryn then bolted for the first exterior door.

A level walkway near to an abandoned factory on the bay is where Aureal and Alex landed. They entered so that they would only have a brief bit of rest while evading their pursuit. They would quickly be discovered since their assailants were skilled.

"I'll not be able to fight well, fuck... Even if I have some spells retained in my memories, I won't be able to use them properly without the Grimoire. At least, that's what I was informed." Alex complained.

"That concerns me. I'll hold them off, and if necessary, I'll turn to using darkness to my advantage. Is there no spell you can cast to call your Grimoire to you?" Aureal questioned.

Alex struck himself on the top of his head with a thunk and asked, "Why didn't I consider that? I believe there is a reason. But I've not stored anything at all to memory."

A phrase then struck him. When you read a spell in this grimoire, it is permanently imprinted in your brain, and you will somehow be able to remember it when you think about it.

Consequently, that is what those words meant. Okay, what the hell was the incantation? It finally dawned on him after some contemplation.

Grimoire, traverse the limitless emptiness.

Grimoire, pass through the opening between nothingness and being.

Grimoire, go and come to me.

The language Alex was speaking in was not like any other language Aureal was familiar with, so she was unable to understand it.

She was certain that it was not of an angelic, human, or demonic kind. For Aureal, it was nonsense, but for Alex, it was flawless English.

Nothing occurred after his incantation's final phrase. Alex peered at him in an effort to locate the grimoire.

It was there, on a box, despite the fact that he saw nothing at all. "Did you see it arrive?" He asked in confusion.

"No, I believed that since you cast the magic, you already knew it would land there. Does it really matter? You have the things you need to fight. This ought to be a little easier." Aureal felt comforted by the idea of having a Ruler of Sin nearby, even if it was a novice.

Once Alex overheard an obnoxious voice, he was still looking into the grimoire and the box it appeared on and wondering how it got here.

"Easy?! You think too highly of yourself, Aureal. A Ruler of Sin is still a child, even if he is standing right next to you. He relies on his predecessor's power to keep himself going. He has absolutely no idea how to fight at all! He cannot in any way assist you." Mocked Danna.

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