Fiend Transformation level 1

A smirking, well-dressed man of unknown origin
appears in a time of great need. He extends his
hand and a contract manifests in a golden flash.
With a quill floating by his side, he remarks, “Of
course I can fix your dilemma. After all, who
do you think caused it in the first place?” For a
solution to a world of problems, the man asks
for only two things in return: a signature and an
eternity of servitude.
Hellfire swirls up a Fiend’s arms as she laughs
maniacally. In a single
motion, she launches
waves of fiery death
at the legions of lesser
Daemons sent to
rein her in.
Those who
perish twist
and harden
into charred, blackened figures with bright
molten cores. The Fiend laughs again as she snaps
her fingers and each figure explodes into another
wave of fiery destruction.
Many tales are told of the power
of Fiends and the dangers of their contracts.
Regardless, every year a champion rises, a prodigy
is born, or some individual makes a deal for their
soul in exchange for Lady Luck to be on their side.
To a Fiend, a soul is a delicious meal with an
invigorating aftertaste. Most importantly,
a soul contains the power to sustain their
transformation.