1 Year later
Harry's POV
"Good day to you King Harry."
Harry looked up from the book he was writing in. Asal was approaching with a warm smile on his face. Harry said nothing at the approaching man/elf. He just gave him a slight nod.
"Asal, I'm surprised you're not brewing potions at this time of day. I hear you have been quite busy these days." Harry commented lightly, he knew why Asal was here, he just needed to wait for the fake man to ask.
"Oh, I decided to take a break for the rest of the day. I have not caught you at a bad time, have I?" Asal responded as cheerily as he could, clearly trying to hide his discomfort caused by Harry's presence.
"No, just going over some of the population statistics." Harry replied to him. Asal nodded.
"And how is the population then? We must have passed two thousand by now." Asal said, looking to him for confirmation. Harry nodded.
"We are at two thousand six hundred. Growth has slowed down as there are less people in the mountains as well as the Far North to come and join us. Hopefully that problem will be fixed soon." Harry said trying to Segway into the topic that he knew Asal really wished to speak of with him.
"Ah yes, speaking of. I heard you made a path directly through the dragon mountains with magic. I was wondering if you would be possibly able to tell me how you did it. Was it a spell? I have never heard of one being able to do so much damage with so much precision before. Oh, I'm sorry this is so rude of me. I don't mean to pry if it is private." Asal said backtracking immediately. It was possibly because halfway through Harry had begun to give the man a chilling stare that had caused him to pale.
"Asal… do you know how vast the Dragon Mountains are? From one side to another in a straight path is three miles. I made the path one hundred yards across. Three miles and a hundred yards across and I leveled it completely. If I tell you how I did something like that and it gets out, what do you think will happen Asal? That amount of destruction in the hands of any two-bit sorcerer that thinks they are entitled to something that there not really entitled too. I appreciate your curiosity but curiosity is something that should be tempered with caution." Harry warned as he eased on the pressure he had put on the now terrified spy.
Asal seemed to ponder his words before seemingly relenting and then shakily nodding his head in agreement.
"I understand your point my King. Forgive me for any insult I may have accidently given you." Asal said with his head bowed. Harry looked at the sorcerers bowed form unimpressed. The man tried too hard to please him and was to clearly trying not to get on his bad side.
He had heard of Francesca Findabair before though he had never seen her in person. She was supposed to be very powerful, beautiful and intelligent. Despite knowing this, he had to question her intelligence when sending Asal here as a spy. Perhaps she simply hoped that he himself was not smart enough to notice the man's rather obvious spying ability.
There was also the other possibility that she had sent him knowing that he would be discovered as a test to Harry himself. It made sense. If he killed the man then Francesca would know to be more cautious and use more subtle methods when dealing with him. Or perhaps testing if Harry would allow a foreign presence in his court as long as it did him no harm and possibly benefitted him?
Why though, what was she trying to gain through him specifically? Still so many questions he had no answers to. He would send more of his birds South to the Nilfgaardian Empire to watch her.
"Was there anything else you wished to discuss with me today Asal?" Harry asked the man.
"No, my King. I will take my leave now." Asal said quietly.
"Asal I am not mad at you for being curious I just ask that you temper your curiosity with caution. You may always ask questions but I may not always answer for reasons that may only be clear to myself. Have a good day." Harry said as eyed the man. He didn't know if Findabair was up to but if she was looking for an impression of him, he would give her one.
Asal seemed to relax at his words and his smile returned.
"Thank you, my King. I shall keep that in mind for the future. By your leave?" Asal asked. Harry nodded and watched him leave. As soon as the door closed behind the man, Harry sighed.
"Have you just been following him around all day or have you decided to watch all meetings from now on?" Harry asked. Silence met his question for a moment before A body landed on his desk in a crouched position. He looked up to see the hooded face of Merri to see her gazing back at him.
"I almost regret teaching you how to do that." Harry said as Merri hopped off his desk and turned to him while giving him a look. Harry sighed and summoned a chair for her to sit in.
"So, how are you healing then?" Harry asked her as he reached into his desk and pulled out some Mahakaman Mead. He summoned two cups and poured into both before offering her one. Merri tilted it back and downed the whole thing in one gulp before setting the glass down.
"It almost doesn't hurt to walk at this point." Merri responded with a small glare directed at him. Harry just smiled in return.
"Now don't give me that, you agreed to it and look at you now. I bet there isn't a sorcerer alive that you wouldn't be able to put into the ground." Harry commented. Indeed, Merri had just finished the intense training Harry had put her through in order to learn how to take down magic users. He taught her things like ambushing, tracking, hiding without magic, and weapon usage to permanently put down sorcerers.
To teach her all that, he had to train both her speed and her strength. Her reaction time was also very important as well. Harry had given her the outfit she was now wearing as a gift for completing her training. A hoodie and trouser combo all in black. He had charmed both to have resistance to magic and mundane means of attack. It had hidden compartments for all her new little toys and gadgets. On her back was a quiver charmed to never run out of arrows. Which was good since she now went through them faster than most kings went through gold.
"Except for you." She said with annoyance. Harry smile widened at that.
"Well never say never I suppose. Now, I have a few task for you. One, I will be leaving soon for the rest of the day and you will be in charge while I am gone. Two, compile a list if you can of others that you may one day need to train to form a squadron. Three, keep an eye on the dragons. Asal hasn't stopped snooping around them since he got here. I know he is curious on how I managed to get them under my control and I would rather that remained a secret. If he tries to pull something while I am gone then you know what to do." Harry finished as he stood up from his chair as he got ready to leave.
"I just got here." Merri said with indignation.
"Technically you got here when Asal got here. Why were you really following him around by the way?" Harry asked. Merri frowned.
"It's one thing to be taught something, it's another to put it into practice. I wanted to make sure I could actually track him without him spotting me." She shot back. Harry nodded at her. A wise move then.
"An interesting and correct observation. Well with that out of the way I best be off, ciao." Harry said before apparating in front of her.
Dragon Mountains
Harry looked at the massive road that stretched on for three miles in the unnatural valley he created in the Dragon Mountains. No matter what others said or thought, Harry knew it wasn't actually as impressive as it sounded. Over the last year, he had been coming here and setting up a massive runic chain that would cause a controlled explosion within the Dragon Mountains. He had to set up power runes and set the boundaries properly to make sure he got it just right. He then of course had to come back systematically to power all the rune arrays correctly.
Connecting literal thousands of small arrays over a distance of three miles, while not exactly hard, was extremely time consuming even with his ability to pretty much teleport. Mapping the mountains and putting them in the right spot even more so.
Despite all the trouble, it had been worth it. Now that Harry's little kingdom had expanded, there needed to be a way for some of the local merchants to sell their products in places other than here otherwise there would be no way to ever make his kingdom financially independent of himself. So, he need an ease of access route to get to the other kingdoms. Sadly, he knew that both bandits and possible armies could take advantage of this new route, Bandits by waiting to rob merchants and armies could use it to invade of course. So, he was going to make two gate ways, one on each end of the new mountain pass.
Harry turned behind him and looked at all the trees. He decided to use stone as the basis of each gate/outpost he was making and that, luckily, did not take as much magic to transfigure as metals.
Harry raised his hand and his hand started glowing a nasty green for a moment before he released it in front of him. Instead of a traditional condensed spell form, his spell came out as a crescent, thin, wave. It seemed to pass straight through the trees. After going through a few rows of trees the spell seemed to disappear.
A moment passed before, one by one, the trees slowly started falling on their sides. Another wave of his hand and then now fallen trunks floated into the air and slowly floated their way over to him.
As soon as he finished getting his source material, Harry started transfiguring them into large amounts of stone blocks and setting them to the side. He did this over and over until he had an amount that he was confidant would make the gate. It wasn't just a gate though. It would be a military outpost for protection as well as keeping track of who entered and left the country.
He waved his hands and watched as the stones started floating up in the arm. Watching it was amazing even as a sorcerer. He watched as the stones slowly stacked themselves to match the blueprints that he had in his mind. Keeping the proper concentration for the length of time needed did cause him a slight headache admittedly but he would apply a numbing charm when he finished.
An hour later and the exoskeleton of this gateway was complete. Harry sat down and took a big breath. He had been using so much magic recently without properly allowing himself to rejuvenate. He probably had a quarter of a tank left right now and that's the lowest he had for years now.
"You seem tired young man. A long day perhaps?" A silky voice said from behind. Harry jumped to his feet and spun around. Harry came eye to eye with a beautiful woman. She was a vampire clearly. The pale skin and silky black hair was a dead giveaway. Shapely figure and an athletic build only helped to enhance her unnatural beauty. Strangely, that was where the classic vampire looks ended.
Instead of long flowing hair, hers was cut short and didn't even reach her shoulders. Where most high vampires seemed to wear high class clothing to show off their status, this one wore simple, black, trousers and a white blouse that was only buttoned up to her navel. He briefly wondered if she used magic to make sure it didn't blow open and expose her chest or perhaps she simply did not care if it did. The whole look gave her quite the tomboy appearance. He had only met six other high vampires before but maybe they weren't as similar as he had originally thought.
Harry cursed himself silently. He could normally take on a high vampire through simply over powering their speed and strength with magic. He still could probably, the problem was that the battles usually ended up being about stamina. Vampires would tire even if he couldn't kill it. He had yet to figure out how to put one in the ground permanently as he had too busy for the last couple of years to continue that train of research.
"I have not met one of your kind in quite a few years. May I know your name?" Harry asked as he made sure he was far enough away from her to react if she tried anything. The woman seemed to smirk in amusement as she watched him take his steps backwards.
"My name? Hmmm… Isadora. And what is your name little sorcerer?" She asked as she started to walk in a circle around him. Harry matched her actions and soon they were walking in a circle keeping themselves the same distance away from one another.
"Harry. What can I help you with Isadora? Is it safe to assume you have crossed paths with me not by pure coincidence?" Harry asked trying to get straight to the point. A quick apparition back home would keep him safe for now but she would be able to track him down easily enough. He could go to a southern kingdom but that would take a lot out of him and he would have to spend even more time recovering leaving him vulnerable. A High Vampire's top speed was between ninety and a hundred kilometers an hour, he estimated, and it didn't take long for them to accelerate up to that level. Quick estimates in his head revealed he could probably not apparate far enough to stay out of her reach long enough to get back his magic.
"Yes, well you see I have this little problem. It happened a few days ago, there I was sleeping peacefully in the little cave I called home when suddenly I feel my body being ripped into nothingness. A painful process that took me seven hours to fully heal from. When I awoke, I find my home completely destroyed and a new valley in its place. I would have found it amazing had I not been so angry that my home of fifteen hundred years was now gone. My gate, destroyed." Isadora said as her eyes started to glow.
'Oh fuck, I blew up the home of a motherfucking Unseen Elder.' Harry thought as he looked at her. He had never seen an Unseen Elder before but he had heard about them. Some of the most powerful vampires on the planet. Most lived in caves in isolation where they protected gates that separated the human world from the vampire world. Ancient and powerful vampires. Could they kill him, no. That said, he did not want to be killed over and over again for the rest of eternity.
"And now, I find a sorcerer, the only for miles in any direction. He's very powerful, or at least I think he is. I haven't met many to compare. So, I come to the conclusion that he may have had something to do with the new valley that went right through my home. Can you imagine what I am feeling as I look at him?" Isadora asked him. Harry stopped and looked into her eyes, he wondered if this what normal people felt when they looked at him. He felt small like he was at complete liberty to the person in front of him.
"I see…" Harry said. Okay now it was time to play damage control. He was pretty sure he was supposed to bow but it was probably past that point. He had to give her a reason to keep him not in a thousand pieces for the rest of his unnatural life, "I admittedly did have something to do with it, I had checked for life signs before doing it but I never imagined a vampire to be living there. I sincerely apologize. If you would allow, I would like to make amendments."
When Harry finished he bowed slightly to show his respect to the higher being. Damn, his hands were sweating. He couldn't remember the last time he had been so nervous. He hadn't even felt this way with Vilgefortz. The man barely knew what to do with him and couldn't even properly torture him. He was also mentally unstable. No matter what, Harry always knew he would escape, it wasn't a matter of if it was when.
This being was none of those things. A being of sound mind and patience, who would be able to keep him alive and on the verge of death for all eternity. Now that was something he was afraid.
"Ho? How do you imagine to be able to do that?" Harry jolted as the vampire was now right next to him and stroking his cheeks in a fake loving manner as she smiled at him. Harry felt her nails slightly scraping his cheek. He hadn't even seen her move, she was just there. His whole body tensed at the extremely close proximity they were in.
Judging by the smirk on her face, she enjoyed how nervous he was. He could see it in her eyes as they glinted in the waning sun. They seemed to invite him in an almost hypnotic manner. Harry steeled his mind and resolve as he looked at her.
"Your gate and home were destroyed by me, it is only fair I find or build you another one." Harry said. As soon as the last word was out of his mouth, he found himself sailing quickly through the air backwards head first. He flipped his body around quickly and just managed to land on his feet. He made to stand but before he could, he felt a fist get buried into his diaphragm. All the air in his lungs quickly got expelled by his body and he fell to his knees. He started rasping as he tried to get as much air back into his lungs as he physically could while at the same time, trying to heal his broken ribs.
"What a foolish mortal you are. The home is one thing but the sheer arrogance to even imply you could rebuild my gate annoys me more than anything else." Isadora said from towering above him. Her voice which had been so smooth and almost addicting to the hear was now sharp and pierced them like knives. Harry opened his eyes but didn't look. He concentrated on one thing only,
"Fiendfyre." He spat out. Instead of the normal bestial fire spirit that would normally appear and begin to disintegrate everything in it's path, the dark red flames simply formed a protective ring around him. He sucked in a few more breaths before shakily getting to his feet. Harry looked and saw Isadora standing just a few steps outside his ring. He was just in time to watch her cut off her own left hand with her right which now had claws on it. As it fell, Harry saw it covered in the harsh red flames of his spell.
He had gotten her but only barely. She was now glaring at him through the flames and circled him as a predator would its prey.
"You have only prolonged the inevitable. You will not be able to keep this up forever and when you drop it, you will be mine." She hissed at him.
"I was not lying to you. I think that given enough time of research, I could rebuild your gate. It acts as a portal to the vampire's home world correct? I have experience with the manipulation and creation of portals with similar attributes. With enough time I should be able to lock onto your world and create another doorway there. I promise I have not lied to you and I know you can listen to my heart rate to be sure." Harry pointed out as he blocked out the pain of his body.
Isadora stopped her stalking and gazed at him. It had lost some of its edge but she still looked unhappy. It was quiet for a moment except for the cackling of the angry fire protecting him. He had to make sure his concentration did not slip for a moment or it would run wild.
"Very well, we have a deal. You find me a new home and build me a new gate and I will not slice your body into a million pieces after I suck you dry." Isadora said. They angry stalking animal she had become was gone and the beautiful tomboy was back and smiling at him.
Harry looked at her in shock. Could it really be that easy? He had expected a lot more convincing and perhaps even a demonstration of the skills and knowledge he claimed to have. She couldn't possibly just trust him with just his word backing him up. Was this a trap she was trying to set so he would lower his guard?
"How do I know you won't kill me the second I make the fire disappear?" Harry asked her. She smiled and once again disappeared. Suddenly he felt a cool pair of arms wrap around his neck in gesture that could almost be seen as a hug from behind. Harry jolted and tried to move but the arms kept him in place. He felt a presence next to his left cheek.
"Because I already figured out how to get past your silly fire a few moments ago." The voice whispered seductively into his ear. This is not how he had expected an Unseen Elder to be. He heard that they were cold and accepted nothing but the highest respect. A word out of place and you were dead. Isadora acted more like he expected normal high vampires to act. Almost like they were playing with their food constantly.
"I… See." Harry said tensely. It would appear she was not about to try and kill him yet that didn't seem to be helping his nervousness. A moment later, Harry killed the fire ring and felt the arms around his neck disappear.
"Now then, you will take me to your abode and I will stay there until you build me my new home. I pray for your sake you to it quickly." Isadora said as she smiled, now in front of him. Harry looked at her and processed her words.
"Right."
His mind raced. Could he bring her back to his settlement? Merri wouldn't be happy for sure and may try to stupidly kill Isadora which would only result in her own death. He could try to hide her in his home perhaps but he doubted she would comply with that. He had a feeling she was going to try and make his life miserable while she stayed with him. He could trap her perhaps. He was confidant that given enough time that he would be able to do so with some time and planning involved.
Then again, Unseen Elders had their own magic and he had no experience with it which could back to bite him if he tried something.
"Well?" Isadora's impatient voice dragged him out of his thoughts. He looked her over for a moment. For now, he would just take her to his home. He reached out his hand and gestured for her to take. She looked at it for a moment before proceeding to do so.
"I'll will transport us there. May I ask where you got those clothes you are wearing?" Harry asked he as he took another look at her attire. They weren't new for sure but the fashion of it was probably to new for her to have experienced with her living in her cave all the time.
"I needed a meal after I woke up and she was wearing this. The look appealed to me so I took it from her since she didn't need it anymore." Isadora replied with a smile. Harry grimaced for a moment before nodding.
"If you are ever hungry, drink from me and me alone. Do not prey on my citizens." Harry told her seriously. No matter how powerful she was, he would not risk bringing her into the heart of his city just so she could go on a rampage.
"Very well." Isadora agreed easily. Harry's eye twitched. There was something wrong with this situation he was sure of it. There was just no way a vampire of her level would be this agreeable. Could she be plotting something? If so, what could it possibly be. Vampires did not care for the world of humans more than occasionally using them as a food source. What could she possibly want that she was not already getting?
He pondered it no longer as he thought for a moment more before concentrating on his home and felt the familiar twist of apparition. When he opened his eyes, he was in the living room of the house he barely used. His magic was now almost completely exhausted and he could already feel his eyes drooping to a close.
"I need sleep. Please try to remain in the building." Harry said as he plopped heavily on to his couch and immediately drifted off to sleep.
Harry was immediately off in some sort of dreamscape. He sighed to himself in annoyance. Recently he had been dreaming of Ciri though he was convinced that they were less of dreams and more of visions on what she was up to. He wasn't sure at first, he was always pants when it came to divination but they matched up with some of the stories she had told him of her travels.
This seemed to be similar. Ciri was smiling at a table in what appeared to be a medieval castle. She was sitting and laughing next to a young man who seemed to be in a tunic with a sword on his waist. He dark blonde hair and light brown eyes. Harry squinted his eyes for a moment in thought before he figured out what was happening.
This must have been where she had met Galahad, one of King Arthur's knight of the round table. He had found out this was actually an alternative earth where magic was not present or most likely did not exist as Ciri had mentioned she could feel no trace of it there. Ciri had also told him he was a warm young man who was more honorable than any other she had ever met. He had been impressed at the time but was less so know.
They looked both happy and cozy as they talked and laughed together. Harry was getting annoyed, Harry was happy to be able to keep an eye on Ciri's progress but he didn't want to have to sit here and watch her get cozy at a table with this man. It was weird, and he couldn't place his finger on it. Watching the scene made him feel a burning sensation in his chest though. It wasn't like a fire or acid though… unlike anything he had felt in a very long time actually.
He tried to think about it but he could only remember that it had something to do with Gabriella. It had been so long though he could barely even remember what it was about. That whole relationship was kind of a blur for him.
He looked back at the scene and tried to force himself out of the vision to no avail. He didn't exactly have control of magic during these out of body experiences. Harry sighed and just leaned against the wall and waited.
The longer he was there the more annoyed he got. Why the hell was he still here? Ciri was safe and still traveling and that's all he needed to know. He didn't want to just watch her private time like some sort of creep.
Harry looked around and noticed something, this vision looked much clearer than any had ever had in the pass. The edges of his vision weren't fuzzy and it actually seemed to be getting clearer. Something wasn't right here. He started looking around and eyeing everything in the room to find some kind of clue as to what was happening.
He barely noticed it but he suddenly realized he could start feeling actual physical contact again. He scowled and looked at his hand. What the hell is going on here? Was he being dragged into the vision. He looked at Ciri as she smiled and talk with Galahad. Was she doing this subconsciously. How would that even be possible, he had not even met Ciri yet. That being said he had never heard Ciri mention anything like dragging people to her across dimensions and worlds.
A flicker caught his attention and Harry looked behind Ciri. There was something there. It almost looked like the air had moved behind her. A he noticed this he felt the familiar tingle of his magic return to him. That confirmed it, something was dragging his physical form to this place and he didn't think it was Ciri, at least not directly her. He walked around the table and moved behind Ciri. He needed to figure out what the hell was going on. He coated his hands with magic and reached out behind her and moved his hand in a waving motion to try and see if he could feel anything.
He felt his hand land on something and he wrapped around it on instinct. It felt solid yet not so. Almost like water that he couldn't sink into. As soon as he felt it, the tentacle like object in his hand tensed and became harder. It was going into Ciri, it felt like it was sucking something out of her. Her power and magic maybe. Either way it needed to go. He tugged on it hard and yanked it back. He felt it move away from her. He smirked but his victory was short lived.
He felt something wrap around heavy and think wrap around his waist and yank him backwards. It dragged him right through the castle walls. Luckily, he was still not solid so he went straight through. He landed on his back on the hard dirt. He got up and looked at whatever had grabbed him. It was weird, he couldn't see it but he could see it's outline in the air. It was see through yet still left a sort of impression. He tried to estimate and guessed it was probably the size of a large fiend and seemed to have large wiggling protrusions on his back. Perhaps then tentacles he had felt.
"So, you're the one messing with my friend. Impressive, you even managed to mimic her power. Unfortunately for you, you accidently dragged me here." Harry said stalling slightly as well as trying to see if the being was intelligent. He tried to feel out if he could recognize this creature but nothing came to mind. It was likely not of his world or Ciri's. It felt pretty powerful magically and judging by the fact that it was partially invisible then it might be related to a fiend. Fiends had no tentacles and could not suck the magic out of other beings. That means this creature was something even more powerful.
Harry looked at it as he heard it growl deeply at him. He then noticed that the being wasn't physically in this plane but close to it. He was something in between like Harry. That meant he could travel through different planes of existence. Harry squinted for a moment, a demon then. Demons were a pretty broad definition for creatures that could be either summon or travel on their own through different planes of existence. That being said, this was a true demon. Harry still remembered when Voldemort had summoned a low-tier one in the middle of the Ministry to kill him. He had beat it then when he was much less powerful but this one felt stronger. Probably a mid-tier demon if he was feeling it correctly. They didn't get fully sentient until they reached high-tier and anything above that could cause major troubles even for him.
Harry was cut from his thoughts as the being suddenly charged at him, tired of simply staring at one another. He tensed and got ready as the being quickly charged at him. He threw his hand and started his spell.
"Abraxo zentil." He said as a golden spear of light materialized in front of him and shot towards the charging creature. Unfortunately for it, it was already too close to dodge and the spear went right through what Harry presumed was his head. sits legs collapsed under it as it died and slid closer and closer to him. He reached out his hand again and conjured a shield of magic which the body collided into, stopping it from running over Harry.
Soon the creature's invisibility dropped and its true body came into view. Harry's face scrunched up in disgust. It was black with gray slashes all over its body that Harry quickly concluded were battle scars. Lower level demons were usually very savage and only cared for causing misery and gaining power. Its face looked like it was similar to some weird hybrid of both a lion or tiger mixed with a wolf or bear. All it's teeth were all sharpened so it had no canines and they appeared blackened. Harry looked at the wound next at the top of his head and saw it was getting wider as all the tissue around the wound started dissolving.
Celestial magic was literally the complete opposite to that of demon magic, not because there was something holy about it and more just that it was they were what was known as opposite species and their bodies reacted badly when interacting with each other's magic. As far as he knew, both species chose to stay far away from each other since it was so easy to kill one another. Mutually assured destruction as it were. Even humans had what was known as an opposite species somewhere out there though he never had met them or heard of them. He wished he knew this magic the first time he had dealt with a demon but it didn't matter.
Soon the creature was almost done dissolving completely as Harry looked at it. He noticed his vision returning fuzzy and the familiar tingle of his magic was disappearing. He was becoming more astral. That must have meant the creature had been the one dragging him to this world and plane of existence. If it was sucking Ciri's power then it probably didn't know how to properly use them which explained why it had accidently dragged his astral figure onto a more physical plane. He didn't know that his visions actually meant he had some sort of presence in the place he was observing but he supposed it sort of made sense.
Harry felt his vision become blurrier until all he saw was light. This was the usual sign his vision was ending. He opened his eyes and came face to face with glowing orange ones. He blinked a few times until his vision cleared.
"Hello Isadora. May I help you with something?" Harry asked as calmly as he could to the powerful vampire.
"Something tried to drag your body to alternate plane while you slept. I held it back for a time but it seems you were able to deal with it. It must have been a powerful being to be able to do so." Isadora commented. Harry shook his head.
"The opposite actually. The being was a low leveled demon that stumbled on a power he could not fully control and accidently dragged me onto the plane it was residing on. I killed it easily enough though and returned the power from whence it came." Harry explained. Isadora smiled at him and harry felt the shivers creep up his spine once again.
"Most impressive. For a human, even with magic, it is impressive that you were able to kill a demon." Isadora commented. Harry gave a slight shrug.
"I don't know about that. I know some celestial magic so it was not a true battle. The demon was little more than an animal." Harry told her. She could hear his heartbeat so lying was a no go. Hiding the whole truth was easier. She didn't need to know about Ciri.
"I once fought several high-level demons during the Vampire-Demon wars several thousand years ago. It is how I earned a position as an Unseen Elder. I am the youngest one in all of history." Isadora explained with pride. Harry raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Maybe that was why she was different from what he had heard of.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Isadora asked smoothly though Harry could hear the edge in her voice. Harry pondered how he should respond.
"I hope you don't take this as an insult but are you the standard of what Unseen Elders are like? I have heard some stories that painted them as more… strict." Harry asked her politely.
"I suppose not. Most are so old all they want to do is sleep and eat. If you bother them they try and kill you almost immediately. To be honest there annoying. If they weren't so powerful I'd say it would be better to kill most of them. Especially Raphael. God the man was so annoying. He looks like a walking corpse. Honestly, take a little pride in your appearance you god damn slob." Isadora trailed off as she scowled at the thought of the other Elder.
"He sounds unpleasant." Harry replied to her little rant as he sat up on his couch and started to look around.
"He is but at least he stays in his hole most of the time. I like to come out every hundred years or so to see what has changed with the world. Only way I don't just kill myself out of boredom. A few other Elders do the same I think." Isadora explained. Harry thought about that. So most Unseen Elders were old stuck up pricks but a few were more like Isadora. He guessed it made sense that there was some that were more… unique.
"Thank you for telling me. I will start on your home sometime this week and your portal within the next month or so. Is that fine with you?" Harry asked politely. Isadora smiled.
"You have one year to complete both. In the meantime, I think I will see this city that you've apparently made. It looks different from any I have seen before. I suppose it'll be like a vacation." Isadora said.
"Remember what I said about eating." Harry said giving her a pointed look. Isadora just smirked at him before leaving the room. Harry watched her go for a moment and sighed. His mind returned to his dream or vision. A creature had found Ciri and had tried to siphon off her magic and power without her even knowing. If one could do it then others could too. He needed to find a way to stop it and he needed to do so soon. Geralt was with Triss with no memory still from what Harry had heard so he would be no help. That left only one person he could discuss this with.
He needed to find Yennefer of Vengerberg.
Demon appearance is similar to that of a Displacer Beast in DnD except much bigger and more muscled.