Midway through her enthusiastic reply, Minuette's demeanor shifted abruptly. Her animated expression contorted into one of intense strain as the choker's glowing gemstones emitted a pulsating arcane energy. She squirmed in place, wrestling against an unseen force that invaded her mind. The choker's energies whispered relentless commands of compliance and servitude, shattering her resolve with each wave. Desperate, Minuette shook her head, trying to fend off the enchantment's grip on her thoughts. Yet, despite her efforts, the magical compulsion only tightened its hold, steadily eroding any resistance she attempted to muster.