Chapter 95: Divine Attraction
Grace moved through the combat forms Seraph had drilled into her. Swing, parry, thrust. It was still nighttime. Her Blade of Dawn cut golden arcs through the air of the small forest clearing she’d found for private practice. Sweat trickled down her spine, making her robes stick to her skin in a way that would’ve been uncomfortable if she weren’t so focused.
[One more day. Just one more day until I face The Tide... Just one more day until I try to screw a water spirit into submission. No pressure. No pressure at all. Just the fate of an entire village and one reckless scholar depending on my ability to wield a magical light-dick. Totally normal angel stuff.]
She finished the sequence with a flourish, then paused to catch her breath. Sweat soaked her hair, plastering white strands to her forehead and neck. The training felt good. Familiar and grounding amid all the chaos of the past few days.
Once her breathing steadied, Grace dismissed her blade and focused on her newer skill. Divine energy gathered between her legs, warm and tingly, taking shape way faster than yesterday. The golden light-dick materialized with only a little concentration, solid and bright and, if she was being honest, pretty impressive.
[Progress. Finally. Look at this thing. Diana would be proud. Hell, Eternia would be proud.]
She ran her hand along the length of it, shivering at the sensation.
It was hard to get over how real it felt. Solid, warm, sensitive. The first few times she’d created it, it had been like having a numb appendage. Now she could feel every touch. Every stroke sent little sparks of pleasure up her spine.
[This doesn’t change much, though,] Grace thought, inhaling and exhaling. [All my techniques... I’ll need to put them all to use against the Tide.]
Grace practiced keeping the construct while doing basic combat moves. A lunge. A roll. A defensive stance. Each move threatened her concentration, but the light-dick stayed put, bobbing slightly with her movements.
She tried a more complex maneuver—a spinning attack followed by a low sweep. The light-dick wavered but remained. Grace grinned, feeling a surge of confidence. Maybe she could actually pull this off. Maybe she really could seduce a primordial water entity with her newly acquired equipment.