[Blood. Blood was enough.

Taking some of the blood dripping from his own face, Theo started to weakly scrawl on the sidewalk next to him. Something arcane-looking. He continued to mutter, but instead of insults he was doing his best to recite a spell between heaving breaths.

But it wasn't working. Nothing happened. It was just a simple spell to knock the Captain down, beginners' stuff, but he felt no power, no reaction.]

…shit.