His stint as a half-trained potion apprentice at the Old Lunse Potion Shop had helped him a great deal. The potion now filling the little demon's chest, for instance, was one he had personally brewed according to the notes. Its main ingredients were his blood and the little demon's, while the remaining materials had been gathered beforehand. That was also why he had chosen this experiment as his starting point: given his funds, supplies, and abilities, he would attempt whichever experiment he could just barely scrape together enough resources to perform.
Of course, his ultimate goal was Lord Zorn. He could shamelessly use a request for guidance as an excuse to trade for some materials. That Wizard surely had plenty of good things on hand, and his path was related to demons as well. But before Ruger had even needed to approach Lord Zorn, Mahama and Kurt had already provided just enough for him to proceed.
His teacher might have taken this into consideration too. The things covered in these notes did not have particularly high requirements.
Once the hastily brewed potion had filled the little demon's opened chest, he began.
Ruger's large, demonic claws slowly reached into the little demon's chest, took hold of its heart, and gently lifted it. Taking care to avoid damaging it, he brought his hands together and slowly cupped the heart between them, immersing it in the potion brimming inside the chest.
Back then, his teacher had sought all sorts of ways to resonate with demons, creating this unfinished spell.
The spellbook said that Demon Body had drawn on a spell called Demonized Flesh, but judging by his teacher's notes, it had served as only a minor reference. Still, his ever-honest teacher had not denied that influence when submitting the spell to a certain