The man's eyes glowed, bright and strangely redolent with power. All the potential that had sparked about Dominic, now was about this man, who stood straighter, his grip tightening about Dominic's wrist.

"I won't regret a single thing." He said. And slowly his magic unfurled, enemy of the covenant, a true, rare magician. One hand sketched in the air, quick precise movements. It was like cutting into the very fabric of reality, the world around them peeling away, revealing nothing but darkness. A black that could not be penetrated, utter and all encompassing. There was no penetrating the dark, no light that could escape it.

"You're coming with me." And with that, the mage pulled Dominic, to drag him into that abyss after him.