lasts ingredients

Over the course of a few days I slowly began to gather the remaining ingredients. Scotland was practically a nest of magical Creatures. You could find ones native to the land as well of those which had been brought over from over countries.

Looking into my expanded space pouch i could see demiguise eyes and Griffin eyes within separate vials containing a preservative solution. Next was a dead kneezle along with 5 dead mooncalfs. Lastly was Aragogs legs.

"The last thing I need to complete the ritual is the heart of a Hebridean black. That will definitely be difficult since their a protected species." Once again I found myself in room of requirement. At this point it was a daily routine for me to come and practice magic here. I would also use this room of requirement for absorbing knowlage form books.

Inside the library where many hidden notes about subjects related to my intrest. However that wasn't important right now.

" according to this book the species of dragon I'm after is located on the Hebridean islands. With Satan soul I should be able to arrive in 2 hours but fighting the dragon. Hmmm?" Although I was definitely going thinking of a plan for my success was definitely important.

As I planned out my moves I waited for the sun to set before leaving the castle. Once again I ended up on the outskirts of hogsmead. Using Satan soul I took on my more demonic form.

When the wings sprouted from my back I immediately flew into the air and headed towards the islands. Flying at max speed was indeed tiresome. After 2 hours i had arrived at the outskirts of the islands.

Landing on a sandy sore line I deactivated my magic turning my appearance back into what it typically is. My clothes also return to my hogwarts uniform.

Noticeing a felled tree in the distance I made my way over to it to rest and regenerate my magical power. Whist sitting on the tree I began to focus on finding the strongest magical signature.

It took around 30 minutes to reach my max amount of magic. Seeing as I was ready I once again used Satan soul and began to move towards the strongest being on the island.

As I arrived in the area I noticed that it was a large clearing. It was most notably a nest, being able to sense its general area I noticed it was coming from a rock formation in the centre of the clearing.

Knowing I was about to fight a powerful beast I took a calming breath. "Satan Soul! Sitri!" A dark magic circle appeared above my head before moving downwards and passing through my body.

Once I light dimmed down my new form was revealed.

I had becomes taller and gain a substantial amount of muscle but even so my femenin charm still stood out massively. It did nothing to hinder my appearance only progress it. My facial features and resting expression also change gaining a sinister undertone.

Thin markings on upon the bear skin of my arms. My hair became much longer and scruffier, jutting outwards in many spiky rounded tufts, my signature bangs becoming longer. The torso and part of my lower body are covered by a revealing dark overcoat with light edges. which does reveal a fair amount of cleavage, mostly left open on the front and having the parts covering the my chest linked to a high wide collar.

The coat comes with notably squared short sleeves, with their outer parts extending on their arms in a spiky protrusion, vaguely reminiscent of pauldrons due to their sharp shape. The open coat is circled and secured to the my abdomen by a light belt passing just below their breasts, closed by a simple buckle, while a similar though mildly larger belt circling my waist holds up a light garment, covering the back and side parts of my coat.

Hanging from my shoulders is a large dark cape, possessing torn lower edges not unlike the coat. Armor plating goes up from the user's neck, forming three spikes on my chin and extending to my cover ears, flanking the face and two large armored horn-like jutting outwards at its sides.

The forearms sport armored gauntlets almost identical to those Thar are worn in my standard Satan Soul form. My legs appear to become covered in large, dark tattoos, resembling the shape of thigh-high boots; such markings might as well be motifs present on a pair of long, skin-tight pants, given the similar appearance of the signs hiding their groin from sight.

{Took the description straight from the wiki lol, image}

After my transformation ended I immediately charged the dragon amining for its wings, the last thing I want is the dragon to run off.

As my clawed hand strook down the resulting impact sounded as if two heavy peaces of metal made contact. The dragon reacted quickly by swatting my away with its tail.

The hit did hurt but not as much as one would expect. If I could compare the pain it would be similar to just a regular punch, from human to human.

"Suppression arts" as I finished my chant dark magic circles appeared over my hands before they where cloaked in a dark flickering aura.

Charging at the dragon once more it looked at me as if it I was a fool. The dragon most likely believed I wouldn't be able to hurt it again.

As I appeared above the dragons head I clenched my fist and tried to smash my fist down onto its head. However just at the last minute the beast moved causing me to graze its eye.

The short amount of contact momentarily stunned the dragon as my attack which was enhanced by my spell suppression arts completely crushed its eye.

Seeing as the dragon was disoriented I made my move to destroy its wings. With as much speed as I could must I arrived at my intended target.

'Explosion punch!' My fist glowed and a significant portion of my mana was concentrated upon my fist. After a brief moment a small but high intensity explosion happened severing its wings.

Feeling the searing pain the dragon regained its bearings before letting out a mighty roar. At this point I'd already distanced myself from it.

My next strike will be aimed for the heart. However before I can begin my next move a large amount of magic begins to gather within its mouth. Seeing what was going to happen I began to prepare my own spell. One for situations just like this.

As the dragon opened its mouth a large amount of fire suddenly spread out of its mouth. Within seconds could already feel its blazing heat upon my face.

Just as it was about to make contact I cast one of my trump cards, a trump card that only works against magical beings.

'Dark deflect' as fire reacted me it's was seemingly absorbed into a black magic circle. This cause the dragon to become confused, however it's expression quickly changes to fear.

The magic circle reappeared only twice as big. Mixing my own magic into the dragon fire it burst out of the circle hitting the dragon head on.

For all but a few seconds the dragon roared in pain before it scummed to its injury's.

Waking up to dragon I began to move my hand over to where its heart was located. My previous attack already removed most of its scales.

Just as I was about to plunge my hind into its chest a claw entered my vision. Throwing myself back the dragon missed my neck but ended up causing a large gash over my chest.

As I moved to finish of the dragon I noticed the beast had completely stopped moving. It has used the last of its strength to off me.

"This will take at least a weak to heal, if I was a normal witch maybe even years." Letting out a sigh I approached the carcass once again. Checking to make sure it was really dead I began to harvest everything important before storing it into my bag.

Looking at my wound I noticed the bleeding had already stopped. Seeing this I couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Time to head back, after this wound heals I'll start the rituals"