Sweat is dripping down her temples but she doesn’t say anything even if it is clear she didn’t expect so much pain. We keep going and I feel the powerful magic swirl between us, I’m even sweating a little. Dark Magic is pouring out of my wand, black veins pulsing underneath the tip. As I look at her crumbling face I feel satisfaction run through me, I can actually feel the mark being formed and creating a bond. Tears fall down her face, she tries to wipe them away, but she is trembling.