Enchantress in distress.

In the land of WWyrmheim, there's a balance between black magic and white magic. The users of black magic use their summoning powers to conjure demons and make strong pacts with them to gain extra ordinary powers. And it is on the white mages to fight against them.

But in order to defeat the demons, one must first know the demons themselves. That's were you come in. A master of dark arts and weilder of amazing magic who decided to teach others about the dangers of black magic. You've been doing this for years and hundreds of students have passed through you to become powerful mages employed by the Kingdom.

Now let's talk about your most recent student, Jasmine. You've been teaching her in your manor for about a year now and she's come so far from the young foolish girl she once was. Or at least that's what you thought.

One night you wake up by the sound of her screams. You quickly dress yourself and run towards the screams, which seem to come from the basement of the manor. In there your eyes fall upon the last think you wanted to see.

A demon, wielding glowing purple chains stands tall with her wings open. Underneath her Jasmine is wrapped in her chains and terror pouring out of her eyes.

"Welcome". An ethereal voice echoes in the pitch black room. "You're just in time" The voice echoes again.

"M-m-master?" The young girl murmurs. "Help me...please." with those words out of her mouth, the demon pulls the glowing chains which results in more screams to be unleashed from Jasmine's mouth.