After Julie agreed to his conditions, Manuel nodded and the shadows in the room distorted, wrapping around both him and her.
"The journey is slightly bumpy," Manuel said and Julie's eyes twitched in confusion, what Journey? The tendrils touched her skin and she irked, they felt different from human touch and then suddenly she felt herself being pulled out of the bed and into the curtains – confident that she was about to smash into the wall only to get pulled into the shadow and vanishing from the room.
The Healer's guard was instantly brought up, his hand clutching his weapon and raising it to Manuel threateningly.
"A kitchen knife?" Manuel said with a hearty chuckle, "You think I'm afraid of something like that?"
