I begged for movement. I tried and tried to move out of the spot I was standing in to try and do something. To stop the torture I was being put through. I lifted my arm to try and use my powers, but nothing came out of my palms. This was one of the rare times I felt helpless; unable to do anything. All I could do was watch and beg myself to close my eyes. They wouldn't close. I had the ability to close them, but they were glued to the scene that was unfolding before me.
Crack, crack, crack, was all I heard, and all I could do about it was watch my body barely flinch. I didn't even have enough energy to whimper anymore.
A growl was heard from beside me and I turned in my spot. Anything to get my eyes away from that torture.