Sorcerer's Seduction

Everything was working perfectly, according to plan, except for the demonic avatar of course.Things were running smoothly, if not urgently, according to a dream, because that made a ton of sense.But seriously, that demonic avatar, Sany needed help. So, the Witch of Isen is a good candidate, she's not really a witch, just who crying Overlords blamed when they backed the wrong Master, too bad for them, and too late for them. And a woman, a street fighter...seriously, meant to be sacrificed to some god by rather terrible people...no one was ready to play that game, and really, that fight was bound to happen.Maybe they could have chosen a better place, something other than an outlying city of murderers, cutthroats and thieves because truly, that wasn't the best scenario for a pitched battle...although, the braindead, and the walking dead weren't really giving them an option...and those people who 'didn't really belong to society' well that society was losing ground anyway so; They had to fight, they had to do it quickly because there was some place they needed to be, somewhere they had to go, and they were already pressed for time while none of them knew why, except maybe that prince she wondered about. There was something about him, something Sany missed, and she had a feeling it was going to be big. She had a feeling he was going to be the deciding factor in whether the human race lived or died, a bit disturbing but okay, whatever.It was about time for Sany to revise that role of guide, because it was pointless at this stage; and seriously consider which side she was going to choose, because this was going to be war. It was going to be ugly, and bloody and brutal...and she hated to lose.