@corruptedbypower // wanted a starter!
Stephen gave a sigh. He had followed the Overzom Leech into Olsen’s, a mom and pop store on eighth street. The damn thing was HUGE and it was sucking up a bit of psychic energy--- the Sorcerer could feel it in the air. Whoever it was attached to was probably in a sorry shape.
He slipped in through the door gently, a few incantations coming off the top of his head that he could use to incapacitate the Leech.
However, as he passed a few shelves of rice, he came into contact with the Leech.... and the individual who held it with their psychic energy.
“Why aren’t you passed out?” Stephen muttered, confused. The Leech merely gave a hiss, and Strange shot a glare at it.















