A soft chuckle came from the mirage's lips. "Draw it out," he purred. "Focus on its source and bring it to the surface." The illusion stepped back and instead started to circle her, eyes fixed on her form. His gaze wandered over her body as he paced around her like a tiger ready to make a jump and claim his prey.
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