Now. If I don’t do it now, he’ll kill me. My vision is already darkening at the edges. I reach a trembling hand into the pocket of my leathers and thumb open the stopper on the vial. His sadistic grin and a red rim around his eyes are all I can see as he forces more and more power into my body, but his hands are occupied and he’s too obsessed with his victory to hear that I’ve stopped screaming, to see that I’m moving. “He’s using his powers!” Ridoc roars, and from the corner of my decreasing vision, I see movement on both sides.