Demonic Devourer's Development

I spent my days until the big events the most productive way I could—relaxing. Since I was in Glesk anyway, I did it in Rosha and Risha's company. I could eat Risha's cooking by days and Rosha's pussy by nights. After the caves, both were especially pleasurable. In a way, it was worth tasting the most disgusting meat in the world to appreciate the better things in life more after.

It took a couple of days for Rosha to clear her busy schedule—she really had a lot of orders now and spent her days crafting, while Risha acted as her personal assistant and maid—and to prepare for our journey. We set off at sunrise, but didn't fly out of the city—instead, we first walked outside to not attract attention.

"How will you carry us?" Risha asked, eyeing the cloak that hid my wings for now with trepidation. "There's two of us and only one of you…"

"You aren't that heavy. My wings can carry a lot of weight. They are magic anyway." I took the cloak off and flapped them a few times for a show. "So I will just take you with my left arms, and Rosha with my right arms… and we will fly!"

"What if your hands get tired?" Rosha was inspecting me the same way she inspected a set of armour for weak spots.

"Then I will grow new ones. But they won't. Come on, come here." I spread all my arms in an invitation.

Rosha hesitated a little more, but a second later stepped into my embrace. I grabber her tightly and pressed her to me. Risha, though, kept standing rooted to her spot and nervously fiddling her fingers.

She wasn't looking at my wings anymore, though. Now I myself was the focus of her attention. I inclined my head to the side, but didn't urge her. Risha moved past her trauma well, but it wasn't surprising to see it surface now.

It was good that I had an opportunity to let her make another step away from it in these innocent circumstances… I had big plans for Risha.

Rosha looked at her sister with a frown of concern. "Risha? Are you alright? We can just go by the road if you aren't up to this…"

"I'm alright!" Risha immediately denied. "Just fine. I mean… it's only Voren." She let out a bout of nervous laughter. "Nothing to be afraid of! And he won't drop us or anything."

Just like that, she put on a brave face and stepped into my other set of arms. She was tense, but not dangerously so. Now I had a girl in each arm!

Oh, no, I didn't. But I had a girl at each side, both soft and sweet-smelling and it was an going to be the most pleasurable flight I ever had since the first time I learnt how to fly back in Hell. I couldn't stop my grin.

Rosha poked me between my jelly ribs. "Well? Are you going to take off?"

I huffed, but flapped my wings and took off into the sky like an arrow, grinning again at Rosha's gasp and Risha's fearful shriek. Both of them now clung to me like monkeys, and there was not a trace of her normal testiness on Rosha's face. Just pure fear as she looked below us.

"What, not going to mouth me off now, Rosha?" I asked her and laughed at the look she sent me.

Meanwhile, Risha stopped screeching and was also looked below, but with absolute marvel. She fought fear enough to stop clinging to me with both arms and freed one to move the hair that wind whipped in her face away from her eyes. The flight appeared to have taken away all her previous fears about me, replacing them with pure excitement.

"This is amazing! Everything is so tiny from here. Is this how the birds see us?" she shouted over the wind.

"Almost! They have much better eyesight. They see more colours, too. Birds rely on their sight a lot."

"More colours? How it can be? There's only so much of them!"

I would've shrugged if my hands weren't so full. "It's really hard to explain. You have to just see it, but you can't, because you aren't a bird! So trust my word."

"You know so much about animals, Voren!" Risha gushed and turned towards her sister. Her expression grew concerned. "Rosha, are you alright?"

Rosha looked like a person who suddenly discovered a new, exciting phobia, but was intent on not showing it. She failed on the latter account with how pale her face was and how her eyes stayed firmly shut. "I'm fine," she grit through her teeth, so quietly even I had troubles hearing her over the wind.

"I didn't know you were so afraid of heights, I mean, well…" Risha paused and then just looked at me helplessly. "Voren, maybe we can fly closer to the ground?"

I shook my head. "We can't risk being noticed. Rosha will have to deal."

"Oh… Rosha, please, talk to me! You will feel better if you get distracted. Voren, maybe you can tell more stories about animals? What animals have you been before you met us?"

"Well, let me see…"

I told my girls plenty of stories over the course of our flight. With their weight on my arms, I flew slower than on my own. We also had to stop several times for breaks. Still, I saw the walls of Tinaris on the horizon a few hours before the sun was due to set. By the time we walked from a quiet place outside the city to an inn, lamplighters were walking the streets with their sticks and oil jars.

It was too late to see Bishop today, but tomorrow… Tomorrow was just the day everything awesome was going to happen. I couldn't wait; and when Rosha and Risha went to sleep, I went to Bishop to ask him how the plans progressed.