Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160724171730/@comment-28358106-20160726225443

Victivius catches the beam and holds it, glowing,  before it fades, blackens,  then withers. He turns back to Circe.

"A mere fraction, witch, and not enough.   I have come to claim all.  Your life was forfeit long ago.  Such was our bargain."

He advances on the struggling form. Jeiel knows that he must break free soon, or be taken with her...