Samuel's attempt to cast a spell seem successful as a small, yet bright, white orb of light is formed above his hand, hovering weightlessly in the air as it casts light across the cell. The old man chained to the wall is now clearly bleeding from his mouth, a small river of blood running down his cheek and chin as he chuckles to himself, and his eyes are entirely white.
Leo however does not suceed this time and his efforts are met only with the now familiar taste of blood in his mouth.
Jameson attempted to focus his mind on the guard, to make sense of his thoughts.