Caesar takes a deep breath as his hand presses against the darkness of the spell. His mind slowly calms as he remembers who he is and what he is destined to be. He takes a deep breath and places his hand into the rancid darkness as his muscles contract. A thousand needles dig into his flesh, tearing forward as he presses on, grimacing. Nica is facing the dark, the terror, and she cannot face it alone.
Clenching his teeth, Caesar moves forward as he steps into the room, closing his eyes. His flesh shreds as he passes through, he curses his life, and the path he chose as the pain is terrifying. A pain he escaped by living a simple life. His body spams in the horror of the pain as the blades dig deep into his body, shredding his muscles.
