Inside Andar's body, there was not only a Reflection dwelling in it. Rowan was now awake, so he could directly control this body, and so his senses were sharper even if he did not have all the tools he needed due to Andar's weak body.
He could feel a presence touching his own, and it was oddly intrusive as if both of them shared a similar origin.
Rowan hated this sensation, it went against his Empyrean nature to have something so alien be allowed to touch his mind so easily. Yet it still intrigued him, for the possibilities it brought could be imagined.
His consciousness zeroed in on the target, and it was not far, it was less than six inches away from the face of the sleeping Andar.
It carried the face of a child that was fused with a door, so it appeared as if it was carved from wood, the two eyes that were swirling with a weird color were a window to another world that allowed Rowan to feel a vast presence that was utterly alien and powerful beyond measure.
