Amy headed up from her private chamber in the Tower that she had been gifted by her own teacher up to the roof, where she did most of her research into the summoning arts. And, like every time she did so, she grumbled all the way as she climbed the stairs. Unfortunately, flight spells didn't really come that easily to her, and teleporting herself was a lot more difficult than teleporting others. So she had to move using her feet like all the other non-wizards in the world. Truly, it was one of Mogoria's greatest injustices.
At least, in a room near the top of the tower, she was able to summon up some breakfast. She'd made a deal with the Queen that in return for keeping the kingdom safe, the royal chefs would prepare her 3 square meals every day. And, because of her mastery of summoning, she was able to bring the food straight from the kitchen and into her tower. Today's meal was a rather large omelet, filled with all sorts of meats inside the perfectly cooked egg. Amy dug into the food with aplomb. Sure, it might have theoretically been possible to teleport the food straight into her stomach, but the royal chefs were among the best cooks in the land. Not tasting their food would be such a waste!
Amy finished her meal, letting out an unladylike burp. Amy didn't really follow social niceties unless in the presence of someone important. She then let out a contented sigh, rubbing her soft stomach. It was no secret that she'd been getting rounder, eating nothing but rich food all day. Again, it wasn't really a big concern of Amy's. So long as she could get better at summoning, why should she care how big she got?
Amy then turned her mind to the task at hand. She headed out of the room where she had her meals and climbed the final staircase to the roof, where she had been meticulously inscribing a summoning circle for the past month. It was easy enough to call up inanimate objects like food with a simple spell, but calling upon stronger entities took a lot of hard work to get right. Even after completing the circle, Amy had spent a week going over it again, making sure that not a single line was out of place. But finally, she felt like she was ready.
Amy began to speak the words that would draw a supernatural entity into her summoning circle. Specifically, she was attempting to summon a...
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