@medicalwarrior // cont. from x
He canted his head to the side, watching her like one would do a curious specimen. A rat in a lab. A bug beneath a microscope. Darus hummed softly at the question, focusing more on drawing energy than on her confusion. She had a slightly stronger will than most, but that didn’t mean much. He had brought the High Masters to their knees with a whisper of his most potent suggestion. There were very few who could really escape his magic.
He had caught such a pretty, powerful creature.
Darus dusted the tips of his fingers beneath her jaw, lifted her head slightly. He towered over her; his long, thin frame hiding the lethal figure. His unassuming figure had made so many underestimate him. She looked quite the same. Small, thin, fragile. Darus weaved his magic through her thoughts, finding desires and interests and motivations that could be used to tighten his magic a little more. He tugged the tendrils of his power tight.
“Are you worried? You won’t even realize in a moment. Have you ever let the full extent of your strength loose? I see it. I feel it. I’d like to see what damage you can really cause when you are...free of your shackles, so to speak. My pretty, powerful little doll.”