Interrogation...Torture? II
Arkin shifted at the sight of the bone. He didn't know what it was, but he immediately felt uncomfortable. "What is that?"
"Bone, the spine to be precise." He walked closer to the man and draped it around his neck like jewelry, a necklace. "Hummmm, seems fitting."
Arkin shuddered as the bone settled on his neck, a solid cold weight. "What is this? What are you trying to do? This won't make me say anything! Remove this at once!"
Jael gave him a little space and pointed his right hand. "We'll see if you'll say anything." He activated his Unholy magic and the bone reacted.
He grimaced as the magic from the bone mixed with his even though he had spent ten minutes trying to fill it up with his magic earlier. He shuddered when he remembered the deep-rooted fear that held him even though his power blocked most of it. "You won't enjoy this."