Sintecia gestured her hand and stepped forwards, standing in front of the group of holy paladins and priests accompanying her. Her golden-edged white robe fluttered along with the stale wind emitted from the dark cave. Through the veil of obscurity, a pair of crimson demonic eyes stared into her soul. An enchanting figure stepped through the darkness and into the light, revealing her pair of dark bat-like wings, which extended beyond her height, arching over her body.

The holy paladins and the priests entered their combat stance, shifting their positions to match the formation, preparing their spells with their gestures and whispers. Sintecia, however, raised her hand and closed her eyes. Seeing her silent command, they quickly dispelled their power and retreated, leaving her alone before the demoness.

Under the sunlight, the demoness’s bright red skin glowed and contrasted with her pitch-black fingernails. Her black-sclera eyes curved into a smile as they swept across the retreating holy paladins and the priests then broke into a frown when they came to a stop at Sintecia's glowing body. The demoness lightly gasped and placed her slender fingers on her dark lips, licking them slowly.

"Darling, are you lost?" the demoness said while eyeing the beautiful Holy Maiden. "This place isn't where someone as pure as you should be. If you come any closer, I won't be able to stop these hands, you know?"

"Demon, you aren't supposed to be in the material plane. What ritual are you preparing?"

"Why shouldn’t I come to this plane, when someone as gorgeous as you live here? Your beauty shouldn't be under a divine. You should be free, and I can help you with that." The demoness shifted her hand from tapping her lips to reaching outwards. "If you take my hand, I will make you fall until it feels like flying."

"My faith is with my goddesses. Your temptation means nothing to me. I'll give you a chance, Demon. Accept your fate and be cleansed."

The demoness laughed. Her voice trailed off into the wood, its tantalizing quality echoing endlessly. She quickly pulled back her hand and concealed her mouth with it, then playfully she averted her gaze. Deliberately flinching her silhouette, her expression gleamed innocence and vulnerability, inviting the desires to protect and to love.

"Cease your trickery, Demon." Sintecia clapped her hands together. The muffled gale expanded and morphed into an intricate spell formation, which glowed in bright light and wrapped the surrounding with a warmth that dispelled all illusions. "My Followers, do not fall for the demonic charm. Prepare yourself."

The demoness clicked her tongue. She reached out both of her hands, forming an arch that invited a heartfelt embrace. Her pair of black wings flapped and concealed briefly her silhouette. When she exposed herself to the world again, a thin black nightdress manifested, covering her crimson skin with only the barest fabric, almost see-through.

"No one is willing to come with me? Don't you all have heart?"

"Demon, if you have a heart, then accept your fate. Your wings will become soft and radiant, your soul bright and holy," Sintecia said, breaking into a faint smile.

"Darling, I sadly don't want to be under someone else, a slave to faith. I would rather die than join the divine."

"Then we have the same thought. The demons should never come up to the material plane in the first place. I shall cleanse this land of your vileness."

"An angel like you also should stay in heaven. I shall pluck your wings and pull you down."

Annoyed, Sintecia flicked her hair, removing the hood with her movement, exposing her golden river-like hair. As she reached out, rays of sunlight congregated and became a staff made of light, exploding into a metallic golden wand once she grasped it. Knocking it against the ground, she created a pillar of light, which shot towards the sky and fell at the demoness.

The demoness pointed at the sky with one hand and at the ground with the other. A pair of portals broke through the sky and the ground, revealing a hellish landscape, which exuded burnt smell and rotten stench. They collapsed onto the demoness, consuming her figure.

Missing the target, the pillar of light hit the ground, its impact shocking the surrounding, ruffling the leaves, clearing the clouds. The damaged site turned bright gold before dissipating into the air, leaving a lush sphere of grasses and exotic flowers.

Behind Sintecia, a pair of crimson hands materialized, hovering around her chest. The demoness smiled and blew a puff of heated air at her ears, grasping her breasts at the same time. Upon touching the cloak, a flash of electricity flew, and endless pressure pushed the demoness against the ground.

The heat charred her bright red skin black and burnt a part of her soul. Her distorted scream resounded, ruining the seductive air she cultivated.

"Demon, you cannot touch me," Sintecia said. "It is an exercise in futility. The divine blessing is with me."

The demoness manifested farther from Sintecia than before, though a smile was still on her face, albeit with a hint of annoyance. "You shouldn't hide your body under that pile of clothes. I'm sure you'll make a great beauty if you decide to flaunt your charm. No man or woman will be able to resist you."

"What are you trying to do, Demon?"

"At first, I was going to check on the rumour, but with you here, I’ve changed my mind. Now I want you to become my new sister."

The ground beneath the demoness trembled and broke into countless thorned vines. They twisted and restrained her legs, pulling her groundward while forming into a sealing formation. Her wings struggled to break free, but with a quiet chant, Sintecia conjured halberts made of light then shot them at the wings. They phased through the demoness and locked her in place.

Seeing her struggled, Sintecia tapped the ring on her finger, pulling out a strain of divinity. She softly blew it, sending it wiggling in the air towards the demoness.

"Are you really going to torture a defenceless girl?" the demoness said.

Sintecia narrowed her eyes then abruptly turned around. The holy paladins and the priests behind her shivered before they picked up their weapons and chanted their spells, their eyes unfocused and their breathing unstable. They sprinted to Sintecia, aiming their spells and strikes at her, protecting the demoness.

Smirking, the demoness opened her mouth wide, revealing her long, slippery tongue, which moistened her lips then reached out, coiling around the strain of divinity before pulling it in. It effortlessly slid into her mouth and crawled down her throat, heating her body. She loudly moaned before she broke through the restrictions with the newfound power.

Her voice diffused and provoked the holy paladins and the priests, agitating their power and recklessness. Sintecia shook her head and let go of her staff. As it disintegrated into particles of light, she brushed her hand and directed them towards her followers. They spun, falling like snow in a heavy winter.

The priests and the paladins conjured their spells and forced them at Sintecia. The multi-circle formations emerged and collapsed into star-like projectiles, which whistled through the air, burning in holy light. They crashed with the particles of light, then soundlessly they crumbled to nothing, unable to stop even for a moment the golden snow.

The paladins swung their hammers, producing waves of heat and electricity, but they hit not the snow, passing through them as if they didn't exist.

The light flickered when they floated through the charmed, infusing the holy power into their body, shocking them awake from the illusions. Instantly they lost their strength, collapsing on the ground before Sintecia, who shifted her gaze at the demoness.

"Your trick is very dangerous, Darling. It really hurts in here," the demoness said as she held her breasts up. "I will be eternally grateful if you help me massage them."

"I was right at coming here in person. You are quite strong for a demon who escaped to the material plane."

"I'm also thankful that I came here. Finally, I got to see and smell and hold you, my Darling." The demoness licked her lips, exposing her tongue, inviting Sintecia to taste the pleasure.

"Please stop saying such words."

Sintecia groaned and rocked her hand at the demoness. Her fingertips produced sparks, which bloomed into five horizontal lines. They curved around the landscape and trees and bushes, avoiding all but the demoness, who reached down and pulled up her shadow, creating a black shield.

The power of light and darkness clashed. The shield absorbed one of the lines then broke into shards, which reflected the white lines into black lines. The rest which passed through the gap headed towards the demoness, who covered herself inside her expansive wings.

As she swung her wings, her black tail whipped and cracked the air, crushing the lines which curved towards her back into specks of dust. The powerful shockwave resonated, generating a violent gale, pushing the diverging lines outwards.

In the same movement, she flew towards Sintecia, leaving behind a trail of black ashes, corrupting the soil rotten, barren, and wilted. Her body, covered by the black lines she reflected, morphed into a black-flamed meteor. It dragged the atmosphere and ignited them with Corruption Power. Amplified by the sinister aura inside the cave, everything it touched turned black and wicked.

Knowing her unconscious followers were behind her, Sintecia placed her right hand on her chest and closed her eyes. Under her breath, she muttered her secret chant, which echoed nowhere and heard by no one, soundless, silent. As the chant progressed, her hand sank into her breast, touching her heart and the jewel embedded in it.

Pulling it out, she opened her eyes and put the jewel inside her mouth, swallowing the sweet pink gem. The divinity concealed within it exploded, seeping through her skin in divine light.

Her eyes, now completely golden, stared at the black lines and the meteor with indifference. They melted in her presence, turning into harmless breezes, blowing her hair into waves. The flow of time paused for her to luxuriously reached out and touched the frozen demoness, caressing her smiling face, then tapped her forehead, infusing a hint of divinity into her body.

As time resumed its usual flow, the demoness paused her flight, tumbled to the ground, and shrieked in pain. Her charred black skin ruptured with golden rifts, exposing a set of fair white skin as the divinity purified her wicked heart. Her seductive voice gradually shifted towards purity and harmony, no longer moaning but weeping. Her great black wings grew soft feathers and turned snow-white, gently fluttering.

"What have you done?" she shouted as her freedom slowly left her, the wickedness inside her drained, replaced by a sickening sense of love and virtue. "You're purifying me? You, a mortal, can purify me?"

"The Goddesses have placed their faith in you. Can you feel their boundless presence, their loving gaze, their endless compassion?"

On her knees, the demoness stared at her hands, which gradually turned white and smooth. Her black fingernails turned pink and cute as her expression turned desperate and deranged.

She was losing herself. A human defeated her. A power would now bind her to its whims.

"Never!" the demoness said as her eyes turned bloody, crying out black wickedness. She stared at Sintecia, unblinking. "I curse you. Fall, fall to the lowest of the abyss, fall to the shadow plane, fall to the depth of all worlds. Corrupted, betrayed, and then lavished in sins. May Lilith embrace you."

The demoness grabbed her tail, the last symbol of her sense of self, and stabbed it through her heart. Despite the pain, she smiled, laughed, then twisted the tail until her heart was crushed into minces. With her last push, she grabbed the bloody mess, placed it on her fair white palm, and showed Sintecia her masterpiece.

"We shall meet again, in the abyss," the demoness said, blood flooding her throat, eyes rolling back. She collapsed on the ground, satisfied.