"You're controlling them?" Henry asked Angus as the two Warlocks began casting spells tinged with the same purple energy inside the Vinculum.
"Yes, Henry," Angus said, "Yes, I am. And it feels incredible."
Angus closed his eyes and spread his arms while he directed his face toward the night sky as the Vinculum on his chest glowed a brighter shade of purple and let out a ravenous aura.
It delighted in the taste of two minds subjugated to its will and it craved for more. At that moment, Angus could feel himself becoming a part of something more. He went from being a person harnessing the abilities of a magical Item to becoming its host and quickly edging closer to becoming a vessel for the item to do with as it pleased.