Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200119220646/@comment-5543592-20200120034133

"Don't see how it couldn't be magic. People don't go poof like they're nothing." Scaldor said.

The instant Lysilde flipped her magic senses on it was as if she was suddenly struck in the head with a hammer.

Her vision turned entirely red and an oppressive weight seemed to settle onto her mind. She felt long, coarse fingers pick through her thoughts, crawl across the ridges of her mind until everything that was concealed had been plucked.

"Yes." A voice like warm blood poured into her ears. Its presence wrapped around her mind like an engorged leech, content and sated. "This is new. I will most enjoy this."