The Hunt: Davian & Victoria & OPEN
Davian was surprised that she seemed like she was going to help, but soon after that hope rose, Victoria crossed over the sigil and activated the spell again. It snared her too. Davian wished he was free only so he could curl up into a ball and hold his stomach as he laughed harder than he had all week. As it was, he was only able to laugh while standing up. It was still a loud an obnoxious sound.
Until Davian realized her being trapped too meant that he wasn't going to be getting out any time soon. The spell had to eventually wear off, but it could be an hour or six hours from now before that happened. And in that time, he was stuck with her, the vampire who took great joy in knocking him down a peg.
"Fuck!" Davian hissed, all amusement dying. Then, just to add an extra sting, he repeated the expletive in Spanish.