She is mighty.
I keep my distance.
She pulls me towards her with world energy.
Her scowl darkens when I cycle it into my spiritual root.
With no grisel, no stoppage.
It's all mine, it doesn't linger.
Just took a while to get the ball rolling.
A good, and bad thing.
"Come here".
"I'm good right here, why don't you come to me"?
Focus.
My eyes open wide as I try and use fast thinking.
My small mana core pulses, stopping whatever the hell I was going to do.
She did that.
Keep trying.
Don't give up
Backing up slowly I look for a way out, I can do it.
I can live a little longer.
The right words.
Think of them.
One moment she is standing in the center of the room eyeballing me, the next her hand is closing around my neck.
I kick, but she is like a tree, rooted.
I punch, but her bones are hard.
