The Ranger passed easily through the field and grabbed Kosuke by the throat.<span style="font-style: italic">Oops,</span>the boy thought, realizing his mistake.<span style="font-style: italic">I miscalculated.</span>The boy suffered there, not offering any resistance. He was being squeezed so hard, he could feel the sides of his throat touching each other. If this went on, his neck might snap before he died of asphyxiation.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I finished the incantation,</span>he thought, only partly conscious,<span style="font-style: italic">What am I forgetting? I know it's important. Let's see... the incantation weakens the demon so it can be sealed away... Oh! I need to mark the seal!</span>It was a thought in vain though. He didn't have enough oxygen left to move.<br/><br/>Suddenly, as if on que, the Ranger regained a bit of control and loosened his hands a bit. Kosuke was still being held up, but he was able to take a much-needed breath. He looked at the ranger with big, wet eyes and shook his head. "I can't kill anyone," he managed to say in a choked, raspy voice. "Not even a demon." He used the rest of the air he'd gained to lift up his hand and trace a circle with a line going from the center, to the top edge (the top being the side where the Ranger's fingers were).<br/><br/>"Seal," the boy muttered, and the Ranger's hand glowed. When the glowing subsided, the mark Kosuke had traced was embedded in a light blue color.<span style="font-style: italic">Now if the both of us can only last for ten more seconds...</span>The boy's hand fell. Darkness was creeping in on the edges of his vision. There was nothing left for him but a prayer.