“Instead he sent them skittering over the field, fragile tendrils of darkness, blindly seeking the power they recognized. Like calls to like.
He released a shout as the shadows met the demon. They clung to its form.

More. Aleksander's body shook as he fought to keep his sanity. that deafening, maddening vibration traveling through his skull. His threads of shadow wrapped around the demon's body, giving strength to its limbs, banding together and binding to its form.
The creature shrieked. Aleksander felt the demon's mind, Nikolai's mind.
The monster is me...
The ghost of a thought.”