I shove my opponent over, grinning wickedly as we laugh. He gets up and I move to pin him again, breathing heavily and flaring my wings out to steady my attack. This was the best spar I've had in a long time, and soon I've won. I raise my arms up to the crowd's cheering as I turn, my opponent lying flat on his back. Returning to the fight, I stalk over, offering a hand to the demon I'd knocked down. “This was an amazing fight. We shou-” And in an instant there is nothing.

I spin in a frantic circle, floating in the void as I yell out, heart pounding and for the first time fear in my eyes. I don't hear my voice. I can't see. It feels like something is pressing on me from every side and I cannot breathe - and then it's gone.

I kneel panting in the center of your summoning circle, a cold sweat covering my body as I try and get myself under control, blinking in the face of the sudden blinding light. “You…” I swallow heavily, the sound audible as I raise my head to look you over while staggering to my feet. I keep my wings out just a little, tail swaying in agitation but careful not to touch the walls of the circle, made of red light. “You… you're a mortal?” I question, confused and a little panicky. “How did you summon me?” I ask now, desperate for an answer.