He rose his hand towards her...and a thin needle like object floated in front of his palm...it was ready to strike...and yet, it wouldn't move?...Why wasn't he killing her?...
"...Why can't...I-I just finish you off...your weak...nothing more than a Mage to do my..."
Then he realized...he had taken them to his own world, a place of torture and struggle...he must've seemed like her father...as she looked like his once alive love...and now Dead....
