Infernal Dominion

One second he was there, and now he was in front of Atrox without stirring any air. He didn't have the time to flinch before a bony hand rested on his head.

Atrox stiffened, and then he was gone.

When he opened his eyes, he was floating in a sea of darkness. Nothing existed except for darkness, and yet he saw things. A man with a hood surrounded by bowing figures and creatures; at his feet was a hound of fire and fur, a werewolf with red shaggy fur, and a gaunt man with pale skin. A tall creature of flesh and bones, a serpent made of severed heads coiled around his neck, its tail disappearing into the darkness.

"What in the..." Atrox could only stare, transfixed. Then he saw the crimson moon appear to the man's right, like a glowing orb. "Who is this man? I should see his face..."