Control

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I struggle against the chains. They pulse sending gutwrenching magic through me. It drains me of my energy and power. Everything I currently need at the moment. My blue dress is torn and dirty at the bottom. My crystal spear is out of my reach. I groan in pain as another much stronger pulse radiates through me. This time it doesn't stop it continues to course through me. I bend over my arms bent and my head close to the ground. I can't move as the door opens and a horrible laugh fills my ear. The chains fall off suddenly making me fall face first into the ground. "Owww!" I yell at the ground though it's directed at him. The man who is undoubtedly laughing at me. I turn my head ever so slightly to look at my spear. I lunge for it and roll into a crouch my spear poised for attack. My body hurts badly and shakes with weakness. He just smiles at me like I am a child with a wooden sword. I glare at him and charge despite my weak limbs. He easily steps aside and disarms me wrapping his arm around my waist holding me against him. He tosses my spear. I growl and struggle against him but he holds tight. Touching my cheek he grins. I feel his magic spreading forcing my will from my body. He now has control of me. I can no longer control my decisions. He turns me around to face him and lifts my chin. The tears I didn't even realize were dripping down my face stop. "Now isn't that better?" He whispers, his cold murky grey eyes boring into my soul.