Ellis's magic was like chains, wrapping around Nyx with precision and decisiveness, trapping him completely.His movements were crisp and clear without any hesitation, as if he was dealing with a magical accident that was completely out of control.The more fiercely Nyx struggled, the more ruthless Ellis' methods became.
In the end, Nyx's body finally couldn't hold it up and slowly collapsed under the suppression of the magic, completely losing consciousness.
Silence.
Ellis stood in place, looking at the unconscious Nix, his eyes sullen, and after a while, he slowly let go of his hand.He had finally subsided.
The two of them were the only ones left in the room, and the air was still damp and dreary with the aftermath of the magical charge that had just occurred.Ellis watched Nyx's collapsed form on the floor in silence for a long time before leaning down and picking him up, walking over to the bed and laying the man down on it.
Nyx's face was a little paler, his thick lashes dropping below his eyelids, losing his usual slyness and playfulness, and surprisingly looking a little better behaved.
Ellis looked down at him, his eyes falling on his quiet, sleeping face.
This demon was never really quiet.He was too rowdy, too much of a troublemaker, too unruly, always running amok, like a little madman who didn't know any better.But at this moment, he finally stopped talking with his mouth full and didn't have that mischievous grin, but instead looked like a normal teenager, sleeping deeply with a calm brow.
It was still more honest that way.
Ellis lowered his eyes, staring at his face for a moment before raising a hand and gently pulling the covers aside to cover Nyx.
He sat on the edge of the bed in silence, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the fabric of his cuffs, his gaze falling on Nyx for a long time.
Nyx slept for a long time this time, probably because his magic was suppressed, maybe because he was too tired, or maybe because he didn't want to wake up and face a certain mentor who made him angry.
Ellis sat on the edge of the bed, a book in his hand, but his eyes drifted towards the bed every now and then.He had wanted to organize his thoughts while Nyx was passed out, but he found that he couldn't really get into reading at all.
He had never done this to Nyx before.In the past, despite his headaches with Nyx's pranks and the occasional reprimand or punishment, this was different.This time, Nyx was really out of control and he was really coming down hard.
He knew he had gone a little too hard, but he had no choice.
Ellis turned a page of the book in silence, his fingertips pressing slightly harder, the paper making a slight 'rustling' sound.He didn't regret what he did, Nyx's magic power had reached a dangerous critical point, if he didn't suppress it in time, I'm afraid the consequences would be even more serious.
It's just that when this guy wakes up, he's definitely going to make a scene.Ellis rubbed his brow with some headache.
As if confirming his premonition, the demon on the bed finally moved, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, then slowly opened his eyes.
Nyx's eyes were a rare deep red color, like a burning flame, but at the moment there was more than a hint of gloom in that flame.He blinked, seemingly not fully awake, and waited until his consciousness returned before he snapped to attention, his face immediately going cold.
Instead of sitting up in a heap as usual, he turned his head sideways and stared at Ellis with a somewhat somber gaze, speaking in a tone of disbelief, "You're a tough one, Ellis."
Ellis put his book down, his tone calm, "You know yourself, you're out of control."
Nyx snorted, his tone carrying a hint of mockery, "So what?Can't you be a little more gentle?At least don't make me hurt all over now."
Ellis glanced at him, "You should be glad I wasn't harder."
Nyx rolled his eyes in exasperation and simply pulled the covers over himself, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to him.
Ellis didn't force the issue, seeing that he didn't want to talk, he stood up and walked towards the bookshelf, putting the book back in its place.When he turned around, he realized that Nyx was still cowering under the covers, not moving a muscle, obviously in a tantrum.
The room was silent for a few moments before Ellis finally sighed and walked back over to the bed and sat down, his tone easing a bit, "Stop cowering in there and come out for some air."
Nyx didn't move.
Thinking better of it, Ellis reached out and tugged at the corner of the comforter, trying to pull it off, "Nyx."
Nyx grabbed the covers violently, like he was dying to show himself, "Get out!"
Ellis: "..."