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"Alrighty," Iadel glanced at the Crusader, closing his eyes he focused on his anger, needs and wants and desires, outstretching his hand, the Crusader was lifted ever so lightly off the ground. One would notice his robes tighten around his waist, an expression of pain and discomfort coming across his face though he would not scream. The tightened wrinkles would slide upward until they dissapeared at the neck, the force was now crushing his windpipe.
The Crusader gasped for a few seconds before Iadel opened his eyes and let him collapse on the floor. Turning back to Sithis he frowned, "Done master, can we try something a little less basic?"
The Crusader gasped for a few seconds before Iadel opened his eyes and let him collapse on the floor. Turning back to Sithis he frowned, "Done master, can we try something a little less basic?"