She loses her mental grip

As buffys body bent over from Warren's punch he couldn't help but feel pleasure from his action. Normally Warren couldn't had even layed a hand on the slayer let alone a punch but with buffys mind barley hanging on by a thread her body was more valuable to attack. Looking at Buffy bent over Warren couldn't help but think how defenseless she looked if a punch from him even through a vessel could bend Buffy over in this condition what was stopping him from doing even more? It would be so easy for Warren to have his way with buffy to strip her naked and using him vessel fuck her in to oblivion in this very spot.

Yet at appealing as the thought of forcing himself on buffy was and it did have it's appeal Warren knew that would be a hollow victory. Warrens goal was to conquer buffy body and mind to make her his and bend her to his will he may had her body at his disposal but it meant nothing if he couldn't break and reshape her to his will let alone use his body to do it. Standing infront of the bent over slayer Warren reached his hands towards buffys face and lifted it up so he could look her in the eye more specifically the eye that defied him the left one. Looking into buffys face he could see the blue spec in her left eye still remained still taunting him in a moment of anger Warren unleashed a violent slap across buffys face knocking the slayer to the ground.

Still angry at his failure to break buffy Warren ordered two of his vessels in the crowd to pick up the linp body of buffy lifting it to it's feet. Once again facing buffy be it with her being held up Warren looked in to her eyes once more. The blue spec still remained mocking Warren but as angry as Warren was he saw hope as the blue spec started to Flickr like the one before had before it went out but as quickly as the blue spec began to flickr it stopped and stabilized it self. Warren knew he was so close all so close he could see a mental image of buffy in her mind one hand dangling over a pit of white light holding on to a rock above. The image only appeared for a minute but it was all Warren needed to know how close he truly was.

Focusing on the image of buffy dangling her fingers weakening as she tried to hang on Warren began to lick his mouth with anticipation of this moment. Still with victory so near Warren knew he couldn't let up when everything he wanted was so near. Warren figured the image he saw was buffys mind trying to process everything that was happening and the white pit below Warren's power waiting to take hold of her. That image gave Warren great pleasure and yet his patience was running thin as all he wanted to do was move on to the next step in reshaping buffy in his image. Being so close Warren began to mentally push again as he broke through buffys mind he appeared standing on the rock she was holding onto.

Standing above buffys mental image Warren took his foot and began to press down grinding his shoe into her hand. Warren knew he was winning he was gaining a hold inside her mind all she needed was a little more. As Warren put pressure on her mentally he used his vessel put pressure on her physical as he used him to punch buffy once more in the stomach dropping buffys body to it's knees. As buffys body fell to its knees Warren could feel something changing inside her as an image of buffy slipping appeared in Warren's mind. Quickly Warren grabbed buffys bent over head to look her in the eye's not that he needed to know what he would see the image told him what he needed to know. Still as he took buffys head and lifted it up he saw it or more so didn't see it as the once blue spec that had defied him was gone leaving both of buffys eyes completely white and empty.