Instinctively, grabbed at his throat, unable to claw her hand away. His breath came in short, sharp gasps as he struggled, mind racing. A string of breathless curses escaped him.
It wasn't the first time he'd made the wrong enemy; but this time he couldn't cast his way out of it. Think. Think. If he couldn't escape immediately then maybe he could distract them for long enough to think of a plan.
"Do-don't you know I-I'm into this?"
@covctous

















