I landed on the hard tile when I got to the mansion.
"Sarah!" Eric screamed and ran to my side. I winced when he raised my head. He carefully placed me down before inspecting his blood-stained hand. "This is going to hurt a lot."
"Do it!" As his magic swept through me, I gave the order. I experienced the same joy as when I initially performed dark magic, not the suffering he mentioned. Before I opened my eyes, he gave me a perplexed look. In shock, he leaped back.
He said softly, "Your eyes," as I stood up and entered the washroom. My eyes, which were normally purple, were a dark red, and I froze. Before heading back over to Eric, I reached up and lightly touched the area below my eyes. "What happened?" you ask.
I calmly said, "I embraced the darkness," as he tensed. Because I was going to die, I did what was only rational: I let it consume me.
What followed, you ask? Eric softly inquired.
