Date: 2016-06-05 09:10 pm (UTC)
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He knew there was more coming. He hadn't been paying attention at all to the twist and turn of the corridors as he had been led down them, hadn't noted the number of guards at regular intervals or what weapons they carried. There hadn't been any need. They hadn't troubled him. But now Magnus really, really fucking wished he was a little more like Alec, noting danger everywhere. He wished he had been a little more prepared.

Rounding the corner, Magnus immediately threw out a spell, knocking guns out a few men's hands. They had to scramble for a moment to retrieve them, and Magnus made to grab Eleanor's hand.

That was when something small and sharp bit into his neck and burning pain erupted through his veins.

The corridor went two ways, of course, and someone had come up behind him with something that looked an awful lot like a tranquilizer gun. But this was not a simple tranquilizer.

With an animal shout of pain, Magnus stumbled back against the wall as the man aimed his gun again.
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