'Time to go,' Cynrik said in a deathly serious tone as he reached forward, grabbed Sullaman by the shoulder, and extended out threads of Mana to everyone in the group, plus the other two Samieer siblings.
Without being the least bit gentle, Cynrik yanked MyrkLys, Garrison, Geralt, and the three Samieer Siblings into the Shadow Realm before sinking in himself.
Before his vision converted into the negative colors of the realm, Cynrik's eyes met those of his Grandfather across the room. A mixture of terror, anger, and humiliation could be seen on Lithlen's face, but more than that, the most prevalent emotion was confusion.
Cynrik watched as the man mouthed, "how did he know" and smirked before sealing himself out of reality in the safety of the realm only he could access.