“Caput tuum in ano est,” Titus said, sneering. He removed his hands from the floor, uncovering a smaller set of pencil drawn lines. He forced his power into the circles, causing two locker doors to shift, nearly tearing from their hinges.

The lightly drawn circles lit on either side of the hall, sending a burst of power, like an electrical wall, across the space between them, right as the creature passed through.

Behind it, the first circle glowed, igniting Major Richard’s weapon like it was made of wood. It disintegrated in the supernatural blaze, slowly drifting upwards.

The creature's forward momentum halted like a cable snapping tight around its body. It froze a few feet away from Titus. It snapped angrily at him. Finding its bite just out of reach, it tried snapping its ten...

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