1. The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty: Betrayal of the Father


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    mates in someway? Lois watched on with curiosity. “So, scrying means you're going to see the future.” “No,” laughed Sable. “It's seeing the now. I'll be the vessel and Christy will cast the spell. With this mirror, you three will be able to see what I see.” “Ah,” Lois nodded. “You can help,” Christy smiled. “We need to make Sable cum as part of the spell.” A grin split the cinnamon face of the Native American concubine. “You know how much I love making a woman cum.” “Good, that's the spirit. Let's see if we can't find some information out on the Marid's. Just because these Neanderthal Jann think we can't contribute because we're dainty women, doesn't mean we should sit on our butts and do nothing.” Lois agreed, crossing over, pressing up against Sable's back, kissing her neck. Christy took a deep breath. “Ishtar—“ The door to the bedroom exploded inward, spraying splinters across the room. Lois changed. Christy felt the magic empowering the concubine. Lois leaped over Sable and Christy, landing light behind them. Christy turned. A hulking homunculi stepped through the ruined door, swinging a massive, thick sword down at Lois. The concubine caught it like a ninja in some cheesy movie. Her reflex and strength were greatly augmented. The homunculi lashed out with a foot, catching Lois in the stomach. She tumbled back, gasping in pain as she rolled into a crouch. Christy didn't understand why their allies were attacking them. She stood up, Sable and Phillipa standing around her, ...
    forming a triangle as more of the homunculi burst into the room. Christy's heart hammered, but this wasn't her first fight, and she was hardly helpless. “Sable, you conjure the shield.” “Ishtar, defend your servants from their enemies with your protective geas,” she chanted. Christy had insisted that she switch to the service of Ishtar after Sable had been inadvertently dominated by the love elemental and transformed into Christy's devoted sex slave. A sword made of dust slashed down and struck the shield, energy warping around them. A second and a third blow hammered at the shield while Lois danced outside, dodging attack after attack, dancing about the room. “Phillipa, we need to disrupt the magic animating them,” Christy said. “Ideas?” “They must simply be dust animated by a spirit. We need to sever the spirit's control over the physical object. So we need to ground them.” “How do we ground the spirit out then?” “A magic circle. I don't know another way.” Neither did Christy. Another blow hammered Sable's shield. It was hard to stand there and not run in terror as the towering homunculi attacked. Christy tried to concentrate on the problem. They needed a magic circle, but they couldn't leave Sable's protection without getting clobbered. Lois bounced around the room, dodging left and right, trying to find an opening to attack. With her reflexes, it took all her skill to keep from being hit by the homunculi. There was no way Christy or another witch could survive out there. ...
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