applications. Not to mention his lightning attack and life magics which he had long ago mastered.
It’d take years to fully master them, and all the possibilities. He still worked on all four of them to train his subconscious mind on those applications of power, and he’d slowly add more and more things he could do in battle with them.
He’d just started to work on spell craft as a wizard with his Shar. Magic was difficult, as was the language of magic which was eerie and for some reason extremely hard to commit to memory. Almost like the language resisted being memorized. It took hours of study and practice to memorize a mere handful of words every day. He’d yet to reach the point he could cast even the simplest of spells.
It also took a lot of focus to use, always, so it was something that he would never use in battle. However, spells before battle could make a difference, like the shield that had protected the shaman from his bolt, and there were other useful applications outside of battle like fast travel through portals, and countless others.
Shar of course, was much more than a simple human witch. She was his succubus, a demoness from the lower planes, and his bonded lover. He got his training, a powerful ally, and she got easy and relatively safe meals to increase her power. Plus, all the mind-blowing sex they shared, every morning and night.
Shar had also reached the next level of power for her kind. As she’d suspected, the new power she got was worthless for them, the ability to enslave the weaker members of her kind. But, the amount of magic she could hold, channel, and use had gone up significantly, her ability to use fire and lust had been enhanced, and she could cast more powerful spells on her own as well.
Her wings, horns, tail, and breasts were also a bit larger, the former three had also become red-tipped to advertise her new status. Further advancement would bring red arcane designs etched into them, and he was looking forward to seeing her like that, but her next advancement was months away. Her breasts were still generous, at the high end of rare in size, but he’d seen many human females with bigger. Nowhere near as large as Nysa’s bountiful breasts which he’d only seen the like on three other human women since his arrival on this plane.
Despite the size change, they were still perfectly rounded and supple, and ridiculously pert for their size and with gravity defying characteristics. Added to her thin waist and sexily rounded ass and flared hips, she was a perfect hourglass of supple limber flesh with silky skin. Her legs were long and toned at five foot six, and her neck was gracefully long.
Shar was also the most beguilingly beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Put simply, her facial features were in a scale all her own. She had dark gray eyes set in an angelically beautiful face, with long eyelashes, pouty lips, and all framed by her long wavy golden blond hair that flowed down her body.
He was becoming quite attached to her. Considering she was a demoness from the lower planes that was a little alarming, except his Shar would always be there for the rest of his life. He wouldn’t have to give her up, because she’d never give up her meal ticket to greater power without needing to hunt thousands of victims, and in a much shorter amount of time even if it would take millennia.
Sometimes he thought she was falling for him too, but the succubus was so artfully coy and affectionate sometimes, and at others she was crude and confrontational, or merely teasing. It was impossible for him to discern what was truth, and what was merely artful flirting and seduction to blend in and attract her prey.
He also worried it was just wishful thinking on his part, Shar truly was precious to him in ways he couldn’t quantify.
The second thing his main focus was on was nature magic. He was a long way still from being able to use it in battle, and much farther still from being able to do that and enhance his body with it or travel through the trees of the forest at the same time. It was a difficult magic to learn, and even harder to master, fortunately he had two very good teachers.
Tansya and Willow were his tree nymphs, sometimes called dryads, though they appeared