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“Since you’ve given me all the information I need, there’s nothing stopping me from having fun now.”
She ruffles his hair, as she puts the blade back into the fire. He can feel the same spell as before being traced into his neck, and as she completes more parts to the casting, he can tell what it is. The same spell from earlier, that burned through him.
This version is much smaller, more controlled. The rogue is taking great lengths to keep every tiny spark of magic in its place. There’s nothing but the soft hum of magic, until she actually casts it.
A jolt from his neck, and down his spine. All across his back, and traveling up and down through his torso. The spell earlier was overwhelming, the pain took over everything, for a moment he was nothing but pain- this one isn’t nearly as strong. It’s similar, every spot it touches seems to completely max out his ability to feel pain, but it’s so much smaller.
It might just be even more cruel, like the difference between hitting someone with a hug boulder versus cutting into them with a scalpel.
@shshshquietnow
