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The ground rolled and buckled, dropping beneath Nikita’s feet while she, furiously, back pedaled, nearly tripping and falling upon her ass. As the demon spoke to her – spoke of sacrificing her - she had to swallow bile that climbed up her throat. Nikita was dimly aware that her entire body was shaking as fear clouded her mind, her breath starting to slip from between her pale lips in soft pants. The demon made her so afraid, and images of being sacrificed – of how he’d peel her skin from her bones, drain her of her power – nearly incapacitated her.

Seal of the Nine..

The spell shocked Nikita out of her fear, and she could think again. Pale eyes narrowed at the demon, her lips curling back from her teeth so that she could bare them at the hideous monster. She was sure it was pathetic to such a creature – that this five foot four, hundred and ten pound humanoid would dare to stand up to it. She waved a hand in front of her, quick to gather magic in her palm, allowing the magic to glow a light blue.

“We have to bind it! If you can distract it I may be able to make a new circle and trap it inside!”