[Escaping the city was his goal. He had never meant for any of this happen. But he had underestimated the situation, and overestimated himself. He thought he could manage this, control it, stay focused.
He was wrong.
He stares down Alice, and he can think only of the blood in her veins. Saying nothing, he curls his fingers into a fist. Shadowy, purplish black energy swirls around his hand, and then the spell is cast: a dark incantation that encircles Alice's throat, chokes her, and lifts her several feet off of the ground.]
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He was wrong.
He stares down Alice, and he can think only of the blood in her veins. Saying nothing, he curls his fingers into a fist. Shadowy, purplish black energy swirls around his hand, and then the spell is cast: a dark incantation that encircles Alice's throat, chokes her, and lifts her several feet off of the ground.]