His breath came slow and measured as he shifted his weight forward, taking another step. The entity responded in kind. The space around it bent , as though the very concept of distance meant nothing in its presence. And yet, it wasn't closing in on him. Not exactly. It was simply existing in a way that aligned with him. He forced himself to focus on that detail. It wasn't moving toward him ,it was following. That meant it wasn't trying to consume him. It was waiting for direction .
Jude clenched his hands into fists, grounding himself. "What happens if I lead it?"
The man beside him didn't hesitate. "Then it becomes what you shape it to be."
Jude's jaw tightened. "And if I don't?"
The man's gaze was unwavering. "Then it will take shape on its own."
