Reincarnated With A Summoning System

The [Remove Curse] book that Misha got is pretty self explanatory, but none of them could decide what [Demonic Transformation] might actually look like.

[Demonic Transformation] Grade A

Transform Caster into a demonic form. Armed with [Demon Sword] Dark Damage +60. Grants additional AC. Grants [Demonic Flame] Ability [20MP] per use.

"With the way this dungeon spawns monsters, I'm not sure I want to try this spell in public the first time." Mythryll insists.

"We're not public, we're your party. If anyone's going to see it, we will." Misha points out. "Unless you're going to ignore a Rank A ability that most mages would kill for. In fact, my former party actually tried to kill me when a Rank A book dropped."

Her Arcane Armor is always up, but thankfully didn't often get a workout since the day she got it.

"Fine, but if I lose my dignity, you both must take responsibility." Mythryll giggles, making the others laugh.

"Deal. Now let's see what sort of demon you become."

Much to Mythryll's good fortune, the change doesn't unequip her outfit. It does turn it from white to a sleek black, but it's otherwise unchanged. Her pale, slightly green Elven skin turns a bright white, and her hair turns a deep dark red, with Flaming orange streaks.

The most notable change isn't the skin or hair though. If anyone was asked, the answer would be either the polished black horns running from her temples upwards and curling behind her ears or the leathery white wings on her back. Folded, Cain barely noticed them, but as soon as she moves they open instinctively to help her balance.

With a thought a sword of black flames materializes in her hands and she cackles in glee.

"This is awesome! I've got enough AC to be a tank and my [HP] tripled when I transformed."

"What's the cool down on that spell?" Misha asks. Most high end skills can't be active forever after all.

"15 minutes up every 30" Mythryll says after a moment. "But I should be able to use all my spells while it's up."

"If you can, we will have to work more cool down reduction into your gear." Misha suggests. "Wings are a much better option than being a squishy mage."

"How about we try out your [Demonic Flame] Before the spell wears off?" Cain suggests.

The group creeps down the road a ways, finding a pack of human sized Troll looking demons. Mythryll sneaks forward as well as she can, not used to the new wings. With a snap of her fingers, the required activating gesture for Demonic Fire, the area around the group is engulfed in fire.

None escape the flames, burning to death on the spot.

"5 minutes on cool down." Mythryll tells the others, smiling.

"Very nice, I think that might do more damage than [Blizzard] and it's the same length cool down." Cain commends her performance.

"That A rank spell feels like it should be S rank. I wonder if it's just the downtime that made the system reduce its rank?" Misha asks impressed.

"Maybe. I've got a lot of spell damage increase too." Mythryll shrugs. "But let's get some more demons killed while I'm like this."

The decision is to use [Blizzard] to pull the next group, then have the Golems charge in, as the spell doesn't damage allies. This time the spell has black flakes mixed in with the binding white, giving Cain an idea what's causing the increased damage.

"Mythryll, does your staff still count as equipped?"

"Yeah, but I can't actually use it with the sword in my hand." She shrugs.

"Both it and the sword add elemental damage to your spells. That's why you're hitting so hard in this form." The idea appeals to Cain, stacking bonuses to make his Golems overpowered. His bow only adds to his attacks, not to non attack spells, so it doesn't help the Golems.

"That's good to know and all, but we shouldn't have picked puppies." Misha sounds sad, so Cain focuses on where she's looking seeing one of the Lesser Golems had been taking damage. The sight of the injured wolf is clearly distressing the Healer.

"Should I switch them to tiny demons or something? Maybe Treants?"

"No, I will be fine, thanks." Misha grits her teeth, so Cain swaps the wolves option for demons and resummons them.

They're 5 gray, winged gargoyles with sharp claws and fangs. They look like little Lions with wings on their backs and no tails.

"Okay, that is better. I thought they might be hideous, but these aren't ugly at all."

They can't fly, but they jump even better than the Wolves, using their wings to propel them upwards. The damage done and taken seems unchanged though.

They kill at a truly impressive rate for the next 10 minutes until Mythryll's [Demonic Transformation] wears off, then they return to their usual pace.

[Cain Has Received Epic Item]

[Elementalist Ring] has dropped.

"Ooh, extra damage to conjurations" Mythryll cheers. "I would want that for my Treant and Vines, but you know."

Is this an ask and you shall receive moment? Cain wondered. Flat damage added items will need to be replaced eventually with increased levels, but they can be very powerful. In his case, with 7 summons a flat added damage is a lot in total.

The group clears until near dark and returns to the Diner for the Meatloaf special. There's just something about that big plate of meat and potatoes that helps you relax at the end of the day.

"We've got a week left in our honeymoon suite rental, how about we take a few days off then head to the city Cixelcid and Lickity mentioned? We've gotten a lot of good stuff from this dungeon, but it's almost time to move on." Misha suggests.

"We got a load of materials and recipes, maybe we could spend some time creating new stuff? What we don't want we can sell for traveling money."

"And get a great place like this again next time. It makes all the hard work feel worth it.." Cain sighs looking at the Hot Spring fed tub.

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