
“Wha-?”
Kaito barely had time to notice the arms coming around him, locking around his shoulders from behind. A split second of surprise passed before he started struggling, a cold feeling spreading through his body when one of the hands brought a damp cloth to his face, which he immediately tried jerking away from, pulling at the arm. Like hell he’d let himself be kidnapped, damn it the last time that had happened…
The arms held firm, though, and the teen hadn’t gotten the best breath to hold, lungs soon burning with the need to draw in the air he knew would put him out. His efforts weakened. Then finally, he drew in a desperate breath, earning a lungful of sweet scented air that killed any other attempts at trying to get out of the hold from sudden dizziness.
And even less time for the magician to go entirely slack in the stranger’s hold.