I reached over and grasped your chin. My expression was murderous. The talons didn't break the skin, but you felt the sharpness of them. A tug, somewhere in your ribs, and you gasped. In a reversal, your magic trickled into me. My magic was flowing into him. I now know exactly why you'd craved my power, because I hungered for yours. Your knees sagged, my scaled hand the only thing holding you up. You whimpered, despite yourself. "S-stop!" One word, one plea.

I don't listen. I don't plan to kill you... but I'm taking all of your magic.