I didn't have time to react, much less try to cast anything again. These damn vampires and their superspeed! They moved with the speed of light, it seemed—and in this case, they didn't move at all. I wouldn't have noticed anything if I wasn't looking at the world mostly through my well at the moment.
If stares were material things, this how they would look like—like the thin strings that shot out of JJ's and Desmond's eyes. They met midway, but didn't intercept each other, instead slipping by and into their heads. In a way, it looked like they shot thin feelers at each other, and these, I checked, were made from power.
Just that, power. With additional aspects defining it, but power—and yes, power itself was an aspect too, of course. Vampires were full of it, of physical power, and of magical one. This time, I could see, if I looked close enough, into thoughts, emotions and memories, how JJ and Desmond used that power to fight each other.
