T-Then I'm sorry, but... But what? She couldn't move. She was still vomiting organs. There was no way she could get out of it, and Jacob was not going to listen to good sense.

There was only one thing she could do. Though it took ever bit of will, she raised her hand up into the air. Her voice, hoarse and feeble as it was, chanted a spell and evoked the words necessary to cast the spell. Just barely managing to let her hand to drop onto her arm, Jacob would find the figure of the girl to suddenly go invisible.

But he wasn't going to buy it like this, right? So she held her breath and kept as still as she could, manifesting the sound of footsteps running away outside to make him think that she had made good her escape.

It was desperate, but it was the only way she could get him to leave. For his own good.