Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 883

Chapter 883: New Kink Unlocked

Talia’s smiths were already theirs, and now that the guild management that had nearly crushed them was Eclipse’s responsibility instead of Runewoven’s, they were free to do what they’d always excelled at.

Ward stakes sank into the compressed earth at intervals Talia measured by pacing them herself, each one linking to the next in a chain of protective energy that would eventually ring the entire compound.

Smiths pressed runic templates against structural steel, and the inscriptions flared, settled into the metal, and hummed with a contained energy that would outlast the material beneath it.

Calibration arrays tested resonance while portable platforms produced enchantment cores sized to the building’s specifications.

Talia directed it all without raising her voice, without crude threats of sacking anyone’s wages, corrections flowing in the technical shorthand her smiths understood on instinct, adjustments made with careful taps of her fingers against glyphs that burned bright in the air and faded.

The Ironveil structural engineer overseeing integration paused his own task to watch her lay a ward sequence, and the respect on his face was the quiet kind one professional gives another when the gap in specialization is unmistakable.

Runewoven had their struggles as a standalone guild.

That wasn’t a secret. Talia’s father, the creator of Runewoven, died, leaving it all behind for his daughter, who was only really interested in the art of smithing. The guild was built on steady foundations, but one thing led to another and they were in such a dire situation that they had to hire the ragtag merc group known as Valhalla’s Sinners or face serious punishment.

But watching the smiths at their stations, the reason why was obvious, and it had nothing to do with skill.

Running a full guild meant recruitment, logistics, finances, territory management, and a hundred other burdens that had nothing to do with craft.

Now that Eclipse carried those, Runewoven only did what they’d always been brilliant at.

Kaiden watched them lay inscription after inscription, and the merger that had brought Runewoven into Eclipse looked smarter with every one.

The girls stood at the edge of the Runewoven ring for a while, and the shift from spectators to participants happened the way most things happened in Eclipse.

Calypso got bored.

"Let this beautiful demoness help."

She walked toward a team of four wrestling a mana-forged support strut that was twenty meters long and far heavier than their dolly was rated for.

"Hey! Lady, stop!" One of the workers waved her off. "That’s fifteen tons of mana-forged steel. You’ll snap yourself in half!"

Calypso looked at the strut. Then at the four men who couldn’t budge it. Then back at the strut.

"What is this, a hidden boss monster? Do I need to call my Darling?"

The worker blinked. "...What?"

"It’s a structural support, Lady Calypso" his partner said, wiping sweat off his forehead. He was more familiar with the famous demon who had some struggles integrating into human society. "It’s just really fucking heavy."

After work, he often laughed at the girls’ antics as they tried to introduce technology and other human curiosities to her, with varying success.

Let’s just put it like this: the tanned felinid was a lot more successful at learning new things.

Not that Calypso minded. She was happy to let her prissy friend help her when she needed it.

Calypso grinned. "Then it’s fine."

She planted her feet, crouched low, and wrapped both hands around the strut.

The muscles beneath her red skin bunched as she pulled, swelling into hard, sculpted ridges that traced from her forearms up through her shoulders.

Veins surfaced along her biceps and the sides of her neck, her back tightening into defined lines that her outfit did nothing to hide, and the raw physical power radiating off the demoness turned every head in sight.

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