'Impudent brat!' The Red Hair woman Magus shouted as she crushed a vial and blood seeps into her hands.
She waved her hand and people could feel the air around the square changes.
From a cool temperate temperature the square turns into a place of biting cold. Azul then find himself floating upwards and upwards.
Like his body being pushed upwards by an invisible force, clutching him from the ground.
And before he knows it he is higher than a two story building, below his feet is nothing but air
If he is dropped from that height he would surely die. And if that is not enough the magic seems to be messing with his mind.
Azul will himself to be awake even when the magic is clearly trying to affect his mind to sleep.
Azul even decided if worst comes to worst he would nick himself and use his own blood to use magic.
What is more important that his life rather than the fear the Church finds out he could use Blood Magic?
