His hand moved from her hand to around her waist, holding her as he moved his finger up to a previous paragraph. He leaned his head into her just a little, searching to see how fast her heart was beating. He remembered the cut on her hand, the taste of her blood and he stifled most of the shudder that went through him.<br/><br/><em>I am guessing you didn't read this, “Use the blood of a sacrifice, and keep it close at hand. To banish the creature, slit the sacrifice’s throat at dawn in the Sacred Circle, and the blood in the creature’s veins will die with the sacrifice, and it will be banished for whence it came.”  Usually you have something small, and preferably edible so as not to waste the meat when done. Though I have see a frog used once, that was unpleasant. </em><br/><br/>He paused realizing something, the emotions, the feelings, the tie. He moved away from Tegan to see her face.<br/><br/><em>I ... You... Until you...In the circle, your hand, that was ... Lucifer's beard we are both in trouble.</em>