"Damon. No! Get that stuff away from me!!"
"Bonnie...Bonnie, get over here! Now! Stop playing around, tu stupid witch!"
The leather clad vampire scrambles toward the fading witch who's tossed him into the far cavewall. A task he knows she's too weakened for. Idiot teenager.
He winces slightly when he feels a slight jab in his brain the moment after, that almost immediately dissipates.
"Don't call me stupid!" the green eyed judge breathes druggedly, and he grits his teeth and rolls his eyes in annoyance. Yet another unaffordable use of magic.
It takes him less than 2 segundos to mover to the ground...
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