Lilith started the binding at the same speed she did everything else.
Her hands moved with outstanding skill, and each gesture was carefully planned out as she wove the spell's complicated patterns together. The air around her was charged with energy, and a strong sense of tension grew as the last words of the spell hung on her lips.
Then Rex shifted his gaze to Viscaria. "For me, causing pain on the outside isn't sufficient. I want to punish him from within, and I intend to use you to do it."
Viscaria stood there, a mix of fear and worry on her face. Her eyes darted nervously between Lilith and the dark sky above. She could feel the heavy magic in the air, and her heart raced as she got ready to help with the last steps of the ritual.
He reached out with one hand and put it around her arm. It wasn't tight enough to hurt, but it was firm enough that she knew he wouldn't let go.
