Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150502191958/@comment-5543592-20150503120016

Medea looked unimpressed. She oriented herself to face Kay. "Do I look like I care?  This man," she jabbed a finger at Dacian. "is capable of things you cannot even begin to imagine."

Dacian narrowed his eyes at Medea. "So, what?  You're going to kill me?" He opened his arms wide. "Go ahead!  Try!  See what happens!"

Medea, held up her hand and aimed it at the medallion around Kay's neck. The thing torn from her neck and flew into Medea's hand.

Dacian growled and started forwards, toward Medea.

"No, no, don't bother." She said dismissively, and tightened her grip on the amulet, her hand glowing with violet, magical power.

"Ah!" Dacian held up his arms out in front of him, his palms turned inward, a clear display of agony. The muscles in his upper body constricted, and he dropped to his knees.