I flexed my wrist, breaking his grasp. Before he could react, I put my hand under his chin and forced it up toward me. Acubens's eyes widened. He tried to jerk away, but I pushed all my remaining magic into my iron grip. “Oh, you have no idea, Acubens Nightfeld,” I rasped, staring him straight in the eye. “You have no idea what level of game I’m playing.”
