 Slytherin by heart
Drago closed his eyes upon hearing the casting of the spell so that he would retain his dark vision then slammed his hand against a wall and wards absorbed the light. "Good job in chancing blinding yourself before I release you. Now you may need to regain your eyesight, and hope to do so before he reaches the tentacula. And hopefully he will never reach the Bocca di Salazar." He looked over to check on the young boy and make sure he wasn't in position yet. "And if you had blinded me and delayed my action, you could have gotten him killed. Well done. And lumos won't work here soon... Ah, perfect."
Drago quickly blasted the runes outside of the Devil's Trap which held Will. "You have one opportunity to rescue him. If you stall too long, I will be forced to do it myself. You may ask for advice. If you manage this, you may tell this story for as long and often as you like. You will finally have a true tale to tell your friends. If not... Well, then you're really letting him down, aren't you?"
The devil's snare had just brought Seymour to within the reach of the tentacula, which seemed to suddenly turn it's attention to it. The two would probably fight over the boy for a short time.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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