It took about 5.27 seconds for the bubble to pop after going up. Coincidentally, that's around the amount of time it took for Blanche to understand what was happening and turn to the novice mage. Then again, whole idea in the first place had been just to weaken or cut off the magic, so even if that glare hadn't been enough to cut his resolve (and it is) he would have dropped it all the same.
So, he thinks, as his boss of infinite power and malice turns full attention to him, this is basically like what he wanted in the first place, right?
Rooted to the spot by fear and panic, he can't think of a single word to say to Blanche. Perhaps it's all the better he doesn't get the chance.
The magical flame scorches at his soul, and he somehow manages to feel an indescribably amount of pain and numbness at the same time. It's like heartburn spread all across his body, blurring thoughts out of his mind. What's left of his soul inside him shrinks from the phantom pain of its missing half, duty and passion and hope aching at the memory of love.
He gives a short cry, staggering--catching himself on the form before him is all that keeps him from collapsing entirely on the ground.
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So, he thinks, as his boss of infinite power and malice turns full attention to him, this is basically like what he wanted in the first place, right?
Rooted to the spot by fear and panic, he can't think of a single word to say to Blanche. Perhaps it's all the better he doesn't get the chance.
The magical flame scorches at his soul, and he somehow manages to feel an indescribably amount of pain and numbness at the same time. It's like heartburn spread all across his body, blurring thoughts out of his mind. What's left of his soul inside him shrinks from the phantom pain of its missing half, duty and passion and hope aching at the memory of love.
He gives a short cry, staggering--catching himself on the form before him is all that keeps him from collapsing entirely on the ground.