Eyes channeled more of his demonic energy into the whip, giving it a new command. The thread whip suddenly lurched up from its position on the ground and wrapped itself tightly around the stumbling Mage. It wasn't tight enough to deprive him of air but then again, Eyes hadn't wanted it to be. He couldn't quite decipher why, but he was suddenly feeling the urge to be merciful. Perhaps it had something to do with a certain bat named Zalith. Ah well, the fox looked at his prey. "Hmm... What to do now?", he pondered.
If you haven't guessed as much, I used to be Artemis around these parts.
Eyes closed his eyes, sighing softly. The whip let go of Mage on its own accord. "All right, you may leave.", the fox agreed, silently cursing his merciful heart.
If you haven't guessed as much, I used to be Artemis around these parts.
