[He does lean up, giving her enough room to struggle but still keeping her wrists pinned in place.]
Fucking try me. See how well you can cast your magic with a hole through your stomach.
[This time, though, he isn't waiting for her to start the fight. His hands heat up briefly, just long enough to brand her wrists with deep burns, and he keeps holding them after the heat passes to keep the pain burning through them.]
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Fucking try me. See how well you can cast your magic with a hole through your stomach.
[This time, though, he isn't waiting for her to start the fight. His hands heat up briefly, just long enough to brand her wrists with deep burns, and he keeps holding them after the heat passes to keep the pain burning through them.]