Shane truly hadn't expected Rachel to hold her own against him with her endless assortment of black magic.
Some of those spells were so outrageous, though, that Shane silently warned himself never to let any older, more experienced counterparts of Raven out of his sight when they were with Rachel.
What kind of ridiculous spells were these?!
"Hundredfold sensitivity."
"Enhanced resilience."
"Size adjustment."
...(Thirty-two little erotic spells omitted here.)
"Bring on the tentacles."
Each one was more outrageous than the last!
Who would believe Injustice Raven hadn't secretly taught Rachel these things during those few days when Shane had been too busy to notice?
In fact, she had probably taught her far more than just magic.
Rachel had sneaked into his room at night before. But Shane had always managed to restrain himself, then use the values from his previous life and his powers of persuasion to talk her into going back to her own room.
Last night, however, he simply hadn't won that argument.
Because of her childhood experiences, the Holy Dimension's different timescale, and the effects of reincarnation magic, Rachel's soul had already been more mature than that of an ordinary adult.
And after learning the advanced applications of reincarnation magic and choosing her body's age, Rachel had acquired a body no different from that of a young adult.
"If my mind is no different from an adult's, and my body is no different from an adult's, what right do you have to send me away again?"
Rachel had settled the matter with those words. Then, with their clothes forcibly erased by magic, she had positioned herself just right and twisted her hips.
After that, Shane's "defenses" had crumbled.
His original plan to head to the Fortress of Solitude first thing in the morning had been put off