Stripped
If Lioness thought she would be able to follow what the sorcerer was doing, she was wrong. There was no single artifact or simple incantation. It was a long, complicated ritual. At the end, she wasn't sure if she was awake through all of it, or if she hallucinated parts of it.
Suddenly she stood in a thronged living room.
She braced... and realized there was nothing assaulting her.
Her arms crossed on her chest in an unconscious defensive gesture.
Someone smiled at her. Asked a question.
She couldn't *feel* beyond that.
She felt exposed and vulnerable like never before.
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