Fortress and risk
Esdras tried to run, but his body refused to obey his orders. It was as if he was held in place by a strange, unseen power.
And just like that without being able to control himself or resist, he levitated in the air until he landed on the hand of the shadow figure.
Esdras was in despair, he knew that he couldn't do anything. Even without the power to suppress his movement, he couldn't have done anything.
"Not bad, not bad, with this body I should be able to leave in time before it's too late."
Esdras had no idea what this thing was talking about. He also didn't know why it was thinking out loud. Maybe it was a consequence of spending so much time alone in that sarcophagus.
Suddenly that smoke-like substance that made up the body of the shadow started entering his body through his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth.