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Chapter 42. The Reckoning.

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Here we go Bagsie, as promised, so hold on to your eyeballs!!!!

"Kookie.." Seulgi stroked her hand through her son's raven hair, watching his sweet face closely, her eyes agonised as he finally focused on her.

"Mom?" he asked hoarsely, his throat still a little tender. He tentatively swallowed, the pain not as bad as he'd thought. He was a vampire, but he really believed it was touch and go for a moment there.

"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Seulgi asked, as the colour came back to his cheeks, his ebony orbs shining beautifully once more.

"I'm fine, mom." He nodded his head and got to his feet, his mother holding on, supporting him a little.

He looked over into the centre of the room to see absolute chaos had ensued. The pictures had been knocked off the walls, the large desk had been overturned, there was paper everywhere and Wonwoo's three security guards were lying spark out on the floor, their faces bloody and bruised.

Wonwoo himself was standing near the window, struggling in an invisible hold. HaRi had bound him, although he was pushing forward. He looked like he was treading in tar, his exertion was visible though, as was his concentration.

"You bitch!" He shouted, his face pink from anger and exhaustion. He was a strong fucker and it was taking all of HaRi's strength to stop him rushing at her.

"Obstringere," HaRi chanted softly, her small fists twisting and the elder, gasped a little as he felt his chest tighten, and his breathing restricted.

"Et teneo immobilzer," Areum chanted under her breath, holding him in place, smiling as his movements grew slower, weaker.

The beautiful witches combined their strength and their talent to bind and incapacitate him, and it was taking a whole lot of their strength to weaken him enough to fully immobilise him. Magic was a living, breathing thing, but it also took a certain amount of mental ability to impose it, as it did for the recipient to be snared by it. Wonwoo was monstrously strong willed and it wasn't easy to break it and make his mind feel what they were doing. If the mind didn't fully believe, the body wouldn't weaken and succumb to the power of the spell.

It took enormous strength to hold and weaken him, but they were succeeding gradually, and soon he would be entirely drained of strength and he could be bound permanently.

Sehun who had arrived with the others had sufficiently tied and bound the security so that if they should come around, which didn't seem like that would happen any time soon, then they couldn't go anywhere. What vampire has human security guards? Seriously.

"You fucking bitch!" Wonwoo yelled, this time directing his rant to Areum, his dark eyes murderous as he stared at her. "You don't know what I'm going to do to you when I get out of here!"

"That's not going to happen!" HaRi panted. Fuck he was strong! She closed her hands again, drawing strength from inside and pushed her mind harder, smiling in satisfaction as he groaned.

"I'm going to kill you, and every single person you've ever loved." He croaked angrily, his eyes blazing  as he stared at Areum once more, deducing she was the weaker of the two.

"Areum, if you stop this now, I'll make sure you don't suffer too mu-"

"Shut up!" Areum interrupted, her sweet face pink and sweat slicked from exertion.

"Brave little low class witch," he whispered out, choking on a laugh. "Wait 'til you see what I'm going to do to your brother!"

"Don't listen to him Areum, concentrate!" HaRi spat and ground her fists tighter and tighter, taking delight at the pain now evident on the elder vampire's face.