[UDRAD]
"So I'm guessing you already know that the young Wynter Wynter is impervious to magic then huh?" Zhurielle asked and Zuhair faltered for a moment there.
"Impervious to magic? You're gonna have to explain more," Zuhair said to Zhurielle who just glared at her.
This woman was not being serious right now, or was she? She had some nerve popping up and acting like the world was her home when in reality she was the devil to Zhurielle herself.
"Release me, and I will. If you don't, then you can talk to yourself and before you even think of doing anything magically evil to me, remember that this is your body, which means that eventually what you do to me, you will be doing to yourself.
"Imagine being stuck in a mortal body that is bent over? For a person as powerful as you, you really have no clue huh?" Zhurielle sad, her toe telling Zuhair that if she wasn't freed, then there was no bargain.