The Priestess (Paid Post #2) (Patreon)

The high priestess was in trouble. The Golem summoned to destroy her was standing mere cubits away, and she was backed into a virtual corner.  There was obviously physical space for her to keep running, but her energy level was so low. She felt as if she couldn't run anymore.  She had time to perform one bit of magic. She knew many spells, but did she have enough time to pick the right one?

There was only one option. One to grow the strength of her energy enough to be able to fight back when the golem finally did attack. One final blow, in the hopes of turning it back into a pile of clay.

But she flubbed the words, something about growing her instead of her energy, and she felt it immediately. Her power tensing through her. She felt her rapid heartbeat in her finger tips. Pulsing and pumping as her muscles followed suit. Her ever growing strength taking physical form. Biceps bulging forearms tearing her thick bracelets, quads ripping through the tiny fasteners of her skirt as her body climbed higher and higher into a towering, powerfully strong goddess.

By the time the spell had dispersed she stood 2 and a half times taller than the golem and 10 times as strong, making her look like nothing more than a pile of muscle.

The creature looked up at her and those menacing eyes had an unmistakable look of fear as it let out a small whimper. The priestess lifted her powerful arm and crushed it into a flattened slab of clay. Screw running, she could take on anyone now.