She watched as the body writhed, muscles convulsing rapidly and erratically, a face locked into a blank horror. A mark, imprinted on the upper right arm, pulsed, as if alive, seeming to shift across his skin. She knew what standard magical traps where, studied them. Even dark magic had known limits. This was something else. It was another kind of Dark.
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