She hadn’t even detected his presence behind her until she was yanked backwards by a surprisingly strong entity (his hand), which in addition to putting a stop to her spiraling mutterings, had also managed to completely cut off her panic. She wanted to demand how he thought it would be okay with what they’d just done, but he continued and she found her speech even further stunted by the look in his eye. His expression had hardened, became more focused, and she nodded wordlessly.

“What - what spell?” she could only ask as she followed his lead to face him. Her lips pressed together apprehensively, wondering what kind of permanence this spell would involve.

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