Lydia was cheering Shenyo on as she held the risen earth with her outstretched hand. Her muscles strained but still the power flowed through her with the same flood tide as when she had opened her body to him. Something about their energies harnessed with a single purpose made them a power to be reckoned with. She was sure that Shenyo’s mighty blow would send showers of vampire bits cascading into the trees but it didn’t.<br/><br/>Before her brain had the ability to sort out what her eyes were seeing, she was caught in a headlock.<br/><br/>“What a tasty morsel.” Vlad hissed in her ear. “My liege will reward me greatly to have you in his bed and as his meal, witch.”<br/><br/>Lydia froze, the fireball in her hand fizzling out. Her magic like this was no good  in up close combat. Spells were ineffective too. She was as defenseless as any mortal woman and she knew that Shenyo would be unable to attack without putting her life in danger.<br/><br/>One small corner of her mind spoke reason to her and she realized that the noble had no idea about one of Shenyo’s powers as well as his ability to share it with her. He was staring at her, his eyes trying to say something to her as she was pulled tight against the man’s torso. Her head was pulled taunt on her neck and Lydia knew that it would only take a small tug to snap it from her body.<br/><br/>Her fingers curled in on her palms as she tried to control her magic. Hoping Shenyo recognized the trust she had in him, she widened her eyes, trying to say, kill him. She had a plan to break the hold he had on her, but not until Shenyo made his move.<br/>