Malim thought that he would be able to make it out of the office before whatever spell that was being cast would be finished, whatsoever it was, but he hadn't thought that it would be over before he could even blink. His mind reeled at the feeling of being forcefully teleported over a long distance, but he quickly managed to regain clarity.
Quickly, he dumped Reinhard to the floor like a sack of potatoes and pulled out a bastard sword from his spatial ring. The small room where they had been teleported to didn't have enough space for him to make his more complex movements and execute his more deadly techniques, unless he wanted Reinhard dead, as well as their captor.
