"What is happening?" Erok shouted. He tried to lash out with darkness, but he didn't feel his essence. It was as if he were reaching for a limb that never existed.
He knew then that something was wrong. The darkness around him ripped and surged like ink, pooling together, merging into something and when everything settled, only Tiber was standing there, his eyes locked on Erok. He said calmly. "I think we've played enough."
Tiber gestured, pulling his hand forward as if he was griping something and Erok flew toward him with a scream. He tried to move, to resist, but an invisible force held him, drawing him close to the man, who caught him by the neck.
Tiber looked down at him and smiled faintly, staring at him made the mind go numb. "Off we go then." He said.
Darkness covered everything like a rolling tide and Erok knew nothing more.
