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Absorbing the magical energies back into his system, Adam looked over to the other male. “Good. The spell worked.” He reaffirms to himself out loud. “Poor little Wanda didn’t get every inch of power I had, and it all seems to be coming back to me slowly but surely, interesting.” He continues to jot down notes in a secret book, a dark energy seemingly radiating from it before it disappeared into the abyss. With the Scarlet Witch’s demise, her stranglehold over Adam’s mind disappeared - and his magic was slowly coming back to him, ready to use. The first test of his power would be a simple teleportation spell, dragging a human into this twisted world - for an escape route and some cheap pleasure never hurt too. “Why, A simple teleportation spell, of course.” he turns around with a smirk, using his magic to freeze the man in place “But first, an introduction. I’m Adam Harkness, high sorcerer of New Salem. And you are?”
Michael was prepared to lunge, to leap over to take out the guy who just popped up out of nowhere and run for it when he felt his entire body basically held in place, like a weighted blanket was holding him in place…. except he was standing in nothing but the tight underwear that left him incredibly vulnerable. He could still breath and his face seemed able to move, but that was about it “Well lovely to meet you, I’m Michael and I’m very fucking confused right now for many more reasons than I was a moment ago” he said, tone getting undeniably sarcastic as he tried to pull at the invisible restraints but didn’t even manage to move a single inch “OK so… so you’re some kind of which who teleported me here… why? Some kind of weird sacrifice? You wanna eat my heart or something cos hate to tell you that it’s not gonna be that tasty and if you needed something virginal you are severely out of luck”
The witch had to laugh, the other really thought he was going to eat his heart or sacrifice a virgin? Mortal stereotypes of witches were so weird to him. "Oh no, mortal...it's nowhere near as insidious as that. I'm not one of those hill-billy swamp witches or an obsessed occultist. What I require is more....primal." Adam began to explain, running oils all over the other's muscular chest "See...throughout my thousands of years of existence...i've collected many objects...pets...possessions and playthings. But...I have never had the company of a mortal as my sex slave..." he confessed, revealing his plan in its full depraved glory "So that...my beautiful servant, is where you come in... you are my toy now...you'll serve me for the rest of your days."
