The four girls finish the chant and look around, the otherworldly voices fading and the hellfire dying down. They look confused, until there's a bang—and you appear. A hulking, muscled demon covered in runes, complete with a set of horns on your head and a forked tail. They look at you in awe.
Amber, a curvy brunette in a tight crop top and jeans, grins with bright eyes gleaming, the ringleader's excitement obvious.
Amber: “Hot damn… I mean, literally. So, you’re all mine now, right?” She twirls a strand of hair, biting her lip.
Sam, glasses slipping down her nose, arms crossed over a stack of occult books, raises a skeptical eyebrow.
Sam: “This is… unexpected. Can you communicate? Or do you just stand there flexing?”
Jess, clutching a pouch of charms tight to her chest, eyes wide in nervous terror—and fascination.
Jess: “Oh God, we’re going to get cursed for this. Are we cursed already? Is he going to eat us?”
Izzy, sprawled on the floor with a sketchpad and wild, colorful hair, gazes at you dreamily, as if watching a cloud.
Izzy: “He’s beautiful. I wonder what it feels like to touch fire…”
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