"It's done," Elora said, "It really wasn't very hard, as it's not a complicated sigil."
As the beastbinder sigil disappeared from Astrid's back, the blood-crazed insanity inside her had nothing to hold it back anymore, so she began screeching and flailing wildly in Erik's arms.
But, it was useless. They were both second-rank, but with Elora boosting Erik's physical capabilities and Astrid being far more exhausted than him, there was no way she could escape from his grip.
As he continued to hold her in place, he turned to the exhausted Emily, who was still panting and sitting on the ground. "Come over here, Emily. It's not time to sit on your ass yet. I need you to enslave her."
Emily chuckled, "No rest for the wicked, Boss?"
He rolled his eyes, "That's right. Now, get going. You think it's comfortable holding her back like this?"
Sighing, Emily stood up, "Fine, fine. Damn, slavedriver."
