Jack summoned a sharp boning knife and held it out to Isabella. Then over their connection he commanded her, "Cut off you right hand."
She looked up at him in horror. "No, please don't make me do this," she begged.
But even as she begged, she took the knife, got up from the floor, and sat at the wood table. Then, with one swift motion, sliced across her wrist just below her thumb.
His gorge rose as he watched the tendons of her fingers snap and retract up into her forearm.
He turned and dry heaved, unable to continue watching. Reasonably certain she would finish cutting her hand off if he let her, he said, "Stop!"
He heard her sobbing in horror and relief. Without looking, he reset her manifestation to just before he'd told her to hit the wall, then deleted the blood and knife from his soul space.
She gasped in relief, and said, "Oh, master! Thank you. It was only a test. It was only a test."
