Ivan screamed. It was mostly due to fear, rather than pain, but a scream was a scream. Oh gods above and below, he wanted—no needed—to get away. ”Mia, stop.” He begged, still squirming.
"NO!" She snapped at him, her psynergy flaring and encasing his legs in ice.
"You need to learn that disobedience has consequences." She yanked the needle around, stabbing it through his flesh again effectively sewing his elbow to his tunic.
"All I wanted to do was help." She growled at him as ice crawled up his legs to his waist, "But you're STUPID fear has made me do this? This is your fault!"














