Behind a statue

You peer out from your hiding place as the voices reach the door and you can make out what they're saying.

"... a strong one. He gave me some trouble but I got him in the end."

"Good. That means he will be an excellent contributor to our cause."

"Indeed he will... Did you leave the door open?"

Your eyes go wide as you realise your mistake.

"I don't think so."

You can practically hear the first man's eye roll. "So, that would be a yes, then?"

The two men walk through the door, carrying a third man who is hanging limply between them.

"If you say so," the second man, who is on the left, replies. "Come on, lets just get him in the circle."

They dump the third man unceremoniously next to the hole in the ground, and the runes around it light up in a bright blue colour.

A spark leaps to the man, and he awakens, looking in every direction before his eyes settle on the first one you heard speak.

"You!" he shouts. Between his fingers, a ball of fire forms, and he immediately throws it at the target of his ire.

As it reaches the circle of runes, it splashes against an invisible barrier. His eyes widen and he tries to rush forward, only to be stopped by the same barrier.

"What do you want? Let me go!"

The second man gives him a sinister smile. "We want you. Or, more specifically the magic within you."

"Look," says the first, pointing behind their captive. "Here's our tool for getting it out of you."

Behind him, having just floated out of the hole, is a wispy ball of blue light. He glances over his shoulder at it, and goes rigid.

Turning to face it fully, he drops to his knees in front of it, a dopey smile growing on his face. Before you even realise what's happening, he pushes his trousers down, revealing a rapidly stiffening cock. His hands begin to rub along the full length of it, heedless of the other two watching from behind him.

The light moves closer to him, now almost touching his nose. His pupils dilate massively, and he almost goes cross-eyed as he keeps watching it.

He is now stroking himself frantically, and you can tell from the twitching that it won't be long until he blows.

He lets out a bestial roar as a jet of semen shoots from his tip, and a second later the light flares brightly, blinding you for a moment.

When you can see again, the man is standing up, and the blue light is nowhere to be seen. Then he turns slightly towards you, and you see that now it is shining out of his eyes.

Slowly, the light fades, and you see the original blue ball starting to appear out of the back of his head. He slowly walks towards the edge of the circle, a thin tendril of light still connecting him to the ball.

The ball sharply pulls the tendril away, and he flops, face first, out of the circle.

"Right," says the first man. "Let's get him out of here and find someone else."