Evan scanned the car looking for something he could use as a weapon; he saw a frying pan. As the headlock tightening, he could feel his mind separating from his body. The edges of his vision grew dark; everything was growing dim, Then something snapped, he wasn’t going to be pushed around anymore. Using both hands, he broke the headlock. Pivoting, he snatched up the pan just as a colorful jet of purple light split the air. It hit his pan, which rusted and broke apart. Part of the spell whizzed off and blew a hole in the side of the car cold, fresh air rushed in along with the noise of the speeding train. 