Sarah felt it immediately—the blood on her left arm responding to Nixare's will, the marked skin receiving a directional pull toward Nixare's position. Not overwhelming—the initial Bloodlock application at this distance producing a pull rather than a yank, the force present but manageable.
She stitched her own arm to a fixed position.
The thread connected her left arm to the space it currently occupied—the Bloodlock's pull arriving and finding the arm connected to something that didn't move. The directional force the Bloodlock applied transferred into the stitch rather than into her arm, the connection absorbing the pull the way a stitch absorbed any force applied to the object it connected.
The Bloodlock spent itself against the stitch.
Nixare released the Bloodlock and reapplied—drawing the marked blood back toward her and pushing it outward again at a different angle, the force direction changing, the pull arriving from a new direction.
