Crusader King

The weapon that had intercepted Cades attack, blocking it at the middle of the trajectory and seemingly absorbing the collision without even a sound, perhaps because the thing was made out of wood and that wood had absorbed the sound, or perhaps it was a magical property of the object, the property of being soundless, definitely useful for assassins or the likes.

The weapon resembled a long pole with a constantly transforming something at the end that resembled both a blade, a spearhead and sometimes an axe or hammer, it changed while consisting of countless roots, the bigger ones residing inwards and the smaller, thinner ones always building the sharp outer edges, and all of that was happening while the pole, a pole that seemed to be changing its size as well was writhing, as though the pole itself was a living being.

And while Cades was momentarily captivated by the intriguing weapon, a weapon he didn't have any idea about how it possibly worked the succubus also changed its own form, the ancient, greenish algae slowly vanishing, as if seeping into its own body while it was growing horns, smaller curved ones that seemed to emphasize just how encapsulating its body would've been for most men.

Its body itself was also constantly transforming, the curves and proportions changing, sometimes it seemed to be male, sometimes female, and rather striking and more often than not average or simply ugly, perhaps it was trying to find what attracted Cades to try and entrance him, but Cades had never been too attracted in a sexual way, so he didn't really care about that.

It was however interesting that this being possessed that ability as its existence had previously been heavily discussed seeing as every single man or woman that had met it had claimed it to be perfect and all had given different descriptions, though their reasoning for that was now fairly obvious.

Perhaps this was why, though that didn't matter as the monster started using its second had, with a second great pole growing within it that was going to impale Cades if he didn't do anything, so he did do something.

With his mind full of adrenaline and ready to calculate almost anything required for magic he tried casting something, a powerful fire spell, the same one that he had casted against the first monster he had truly fought, the monster that had started this entire journey.

But nothing happened, and instead as he used the remaining mana in his body, the mana that had been restrained, only one thing happened.

As the mana coursed through his sore body it began to burn, and feel as if there was a great blockade within it, it felt as if his mana was hindered by a huge wall of policemen, just as when protesters were stopped and killed in ancient times, each time he tried to use it, it burned and the mana seemed to vanish into what could only be described as thin air.