Gerald's body was once again in the House of Roses, and it hurt him. The pain from the magic flowing through him again after he had almost over did it was like rubbing a piece of raw skin. He took a second to gather himself before he walked up the stairs from the main hall (where he had teleported in from). 'When this is over, I'm only using non-magical transportation for a while.' He thought as he breathed hard from the pain. He opened the door with the Wizard inside and found his two skeletons still standing guard, the horrible Wizard still tied down and gagged. He was in a new position now, and feces stuck in the man's britches.
He looked shocked to see the man enter in the shadows and immediately made a move to gather the Necromancer's attention. (At least until he recognized the man as the moss lit up with the new entrant)
"Good evening August." Gerald said, his face grim. "I've gone through what feels like the fifth hell for you."
