As Sari continued her thunderous march through the forest, and the enamored Amanda kept her attention focused entirely on the amazon's ample ass, Lydia continued to sob quietly, content that her treacherous apprentice was willing to leave her to her misery. For all outward appearances, Lydia was completely defeated.
This was, naturally, exactly what Lydia needed Sari to believe. For while her exterior might be a shrunken, hollow shell of a human being, her mind was as active and vengeful as ever, and her sobs masked a deep, deep meditation.
'You've overplayed your hand, Sari,' Lydia thought to herself. 'And your folly will cost you dearly...'
Focusing on the remnants of dark energy within her, Lydia concentrated until she felt completely detached from her physical form. Her consciousness seems to travel out of her body, into a realm of hellish depravity and pain. She passed through this maelstrom to its very center, feeling at last that she'd reached her destination when she felt the presence of another, vastly more powerful spirit.
"My Queen." Lydia spoke, although "speaking" in this instance was not a physical act, as she had no physical body. "It seems as if our pact has been diverted by a third party."
The foul and mighty spirit of the Succubus Queen regarded her visitor with dripping contempt. "Our pact was diverted because you are a fool, mortal. Your little pet has bitten the hand that fed her, absconded with the power I bestowed upon you, and left my demons nothing in return. You will suffer dearly for your carelessness."
Lydia's spirit showed no sense of intimidation by this demonic force. "And what does that get you, my Queen? Merely my soul, which you'd already claimed. You're no better off. Meanwhile, a mere mortal has bested you. Stolen from you. Made you a laughingstock. You can see her ambitions. The legends of her power will spread, and its origins will become known. Generations of mortals will know that she stole from you with impunity. Unless she is stopped. Now."
"And you would do this?"
"I might, were my terms met. I want to become something far more terrible and powerful than you were willing to make me before. I want power in my realm equal to what you hold here. And, more importantly, I want ownership of my own soul."
The Succubus Queen considered the situation, before deciding on a response.
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