I just stood there panting while my friends tried to beat them. They were like shadows. If you thought they were somewhere, they appeared somewhere else.
I wanted to help them. I really did. But calling them took a lot of my energy. Guess i was out of practice. Or maybe i got my caculations wrong? Whenever one of the minions got hurt, they would take a scoop of the jello and rub it in the wound. It magically healed up. But i didn't expect that i would run out of jello. Finally, my little me, evaporated into dust from a final blow from both Spati and Ciel. They made a good team...
I sank to the floor and spat out blood. I glared at them and i when i started talking, i swear the temperature dropped a couple of degrees. "You...you defeated my friends...but they'll...be back." i coughed up more blood. I slowly stood up. My eyes turned black and my black magic dancing on my fingers. I picked up one finger and a slash had cut on Ciels arm. He clutch it. Then they realized that if they moved, they would be cut by the strings i had on my fingers. One little move and i could slice-in dice them into sushi.
But then i felt dizzy and my weapon evaporated as i fell to the floor. I just got here...too...