White and black energy swirls in his irises.
The light glows brighter as the man lifts his palm and summons a ball of black and white energy.
He raises the orb and he's surrounded by it.
I have learned two very important things in my encounter with Malvina.
First, if I try hard enough I can at least briefly overpower the magical chains seizing control of my body.
Second, pain broke a wizard's consciousness pretty well.
I strain myself - push as hard as I can, because if I fail, it won't matter how what condition I'm in.
I get one chance at this.
My hand grasps a throwing knife hidden in my sleeve and...when I'm sure he's focused on whatever deadly thing he has planned - when the chains of energy waver just a bit from that focus - I fling the dagger into his ankle.
