Purple fire shoots up from the circle, twisting and turning as it seems to absorb the light from the room. Soon a curvy woman with horns, wings and a tail materialize in the flames, moaning and turning. Eventually, the flames die down, letting the summoner see the succubus he summoned, and letting me see him.
I stare at him silently with an unreadable expression. I'm about a head taller than him, with purple skin and yellow eyes. My hair is black as night and I'm wearing what humans would call a 'dominatrix' outfit. I can sense the one who summoned me is a powerful mage for a human, but he is of course no match for me. Demons have far superior magic and physical power compared to a human. I cross my arms and wait for him to say or do something.
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