By the look of you, you are in no conditionto give me pause with either shock-sword or spell. Think of it as a bridge from consciousness—the state you and I are in now—to something,well, 'other. She gripped the Kirlll's arms. Pray it never happens to you, Eleana.
It lost its golden glow. There was, she had read, only a very short amount of time—perhaps as little as ten seconds—when thedaemon, wrenched from its temporary home, was disoriented and thus assailable. Another with a hideously scarred face watchedhim expressionlessly as he passed up his pathetic display of metalware. He had one great talent: hecould make any creature love him.
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