Will You Help Me?
Eltanin was so greedy for the powers, for the essence of life that flowed from her that he couldn't stop himself. Her life force was enticingly drawing him. He wanted it all like a selfish bastard. His head swam as he fed from her like a vampire, or worse than one because the vampire fed on blood. He was feeding on her life.
"Uhnn…" A soft muffled moan reached his ears. A whimper that was there or not. He couldn't discern because all he focused on was the white light that encased both of them. He couldn't believe that the little girl was a reservoir of such vast power. He ignored the whimper thinking it to be a figment of imagination. However, when he heard it once more, he tried his best to surface from the spell that had trapped him. His breath became ragged as he pulled out of the magic with every bit of his strength. His breaths panted as he tipped his head down and strained his ears.