Doing business with a black-market chemist was ill-advised, but a license alchemist wasn't going to sell Dan what he needed. You weren't supposed to mix potions - the side effects were unpredictable and potentially volatile.
Tomas Rughen had no such compunctions. He'd lined the requested products up in a neat row, written a list of precise instructions in a calligraphic script before taking most of Blaize Firewilde's newly acquired fortune.
Dan stuffed the last piece of bread in his mouth and sat down at a café table two blocks from Silas Revene's house. The place was closed for the evening, and the few NPC's still up at this hour wouldn't be paying him any attention. Dan set the labeled vials on the table in front of him, arranging them according to his list. He checked the time. Ten minutes after eating, Rughen had instructed. He had two minutes left. He checked Blaize's spell settings: combustion off, light full, impact full.
Dan closed his eyes and focused on slowing his breathing. This was going to work. He uncapped the Philtre of Cleansing and winced. It smelled like sulfur. At the ten-minute mark exactly, he downed the vial in a single swallow and checked the list again. Potion of Willpower was next, chased immediately by a Scent Inhibitor. Two-minute wait. Golden Elixer followed, more to suppress his urge to vomit than for the poison resistance. Next came the Tincture of Intellect, crackling through his brain in a carnival of reconnecting neurons. Thirty seconds later he drank the Adrenaline Booster, sweeping away the day's exhaustion in a flood of electricity through his veins.
Dan's stomach lurched in complaint as he stood up, sweeping the empty bottles into his bag and gripping the last vial. He couldn't feel his hands, but Dan's grip on the final potion seemed steady as he lurched back into the street. Moments later he staggered up to the door of the townhouse, popped the cork, and poured the Echo Extract down his throat. He was blind and deaf for seven seconds before his senses reignited, rapidly congealing into fractured bursts of light and sound that illuminated his surrounds with precise, disorienting detail. Everything around him was visible from every angle at once as the echolocation reoriented his vision into a network of auditory awareness.
Dan shook his head as the final potion settled his stomach and snapped his mind back into place, exactly as Rughen had promised. The door handle melted into slag as Dan shouldered his way inside. He started to summon a light source before realizing it didn't matter.
There was sound (or was it movement?) filtering down from the second floor. Dan took them two at a time, rounded the corner, and burst into the succubus' room.
She was dressed in... ah, but it didn't matter, and he didn't care. Lexi was sitting on a stool brushing her hair. She looked up.
"Daniel?" The subtle melody of her voice was distorted, amplified. "You ought to have knocked. I'll train that out of you soon. Still, you have done well. You must be eager for your reward, after all your hard work." She gestured toward him with her brush. "Go ahead, Daniel. You may kneel for me."
Flame sweltered to life around Blaize's hands as he began his incantation, striding further into the room.
Lexi's eyes went wide, but then she smiled. "Oh, I see. One last bout of defiance. Curious that you were able to muster the willpower." She tossed the brush onto her bed and stood up. "I don't know why you bother, Daniel. I'm more than twice your level after today. This isn't a fight you can win. The instant you feel my body against yours, you'll be begging to be mine again. Lower your hands, Daniel. Make this easy on yourself."
The succubus tried to hold his gaze, but realized his eyes weren't focused on her. She lunged. Dan rolled to the side just before they met. The Fan of Cinders scorched across her eyes, blinding the demon momentarily. Dan rolled to his feet behind her. Lexi turned, blinking to clear her vision.
The Furnace Blast caught Lexi point blank, slamming her into an antique cabinet with a splintering crunch. She made to stand, staggered, and fell back against the wall. Her cool expression had evaporated, eyes darting rapidly about the room.
"Fine, Daniel. We'll do this your way." She lurched to her feet, accelerating as she moved forward. Her fingertips brushed the sleeve of Dan's robes just before the Inferno engulfed her in a cloud of smoke and flame.
Dan couldn't help but grin for a few seconds as the the succubus spluttered and coughed.
He spat the words to Blazing Spear. A white-hot lance of flame staggered the demon against the wall, leaving her no space to dodge as Dan followed up with a stun from Kindled Force. Lexi's hit points dropped steadily as the pyromancer strung combos together, the continual stream of spell impacts preventing her from recovering or attempting a counter attack. Three minutes later, Lexi lay in a scorched heap of shattered furniture. Her health bar flashed 3%.
Dan took a step back and glanced at his mana bar. He had a little under a quarter remaining - more than enough to see this through.
The succubus forced herself into a sitting position, glaring across the room at her assailant. "Did you make a pact with another entity? No, that isn't possible. How then? No human should be able to overcome a demon five levels their senior, let alone twenty."
Dan shrugged, exhaling carefully through his nose. His adrenaline was starting to cool. "Saga Online's leveling is linear, not multiplicative. Having more hit points doesn't matter if you get hit with every spell."
Lexi brushed ash from her cheek. "Very well then, Daniel. Your point has been made abundantly clear. I am willing to negotiate."
"I mean, I didn't come here to talk." Dan glanced at the time. "I've got eight minutes before my buffs wear off. There's no sense in letting you stall me." He held up his hands in a what-can-you do gesture. "Easier to just finish you off, clean your magic out of my system, and move on with my life."
The succubus' eyes narrowed. "Daniel, I cannot afford to return to my own realm. The situation is more complex than you know." Through the echolocation, Dan could see her trying to pose daintily amid the smoldering wreckage of the room. It wasn't especially effective.
"Not my problem." The air around his arms distorted with gathering heat.
"Daniel, wait. Wait! I am prepared to make this worth your while if you will allow me a moment to explain." Lexi held out her hands, attempting to forestall the gathering firestorm. "You said that you have eight minutes? I require only five."
"Ugh." Dan knew he probably shouldn't risk it, but curiosity got the better of him. "Fine. Three minutes."
"Thank you, Daniel. I promise that - "
"And I swear to god, if you try offering me sex I will char you to the bone."
"Daniel, you must first understand that I am not of this world. Nor from what you know as the Far Realms. I came here only recently, seeking to - "
"Two minutes. Shit or get off the pot." Dan felt his focus drifting. The potions would wear off at different rates, the chemist had told him, and the effect would be unpleasant.
