Real Light Magic

Adam, wearing Eric's body like a suit, didn't stop. He continued walking slowly, steadily, towards the shimmering blue energy barrier that now protected the Baron, the mage, and the remaining soldiers.

His empty white eyes, with their pinpricks of bright light, were fixed on the mage standing just inside the dome, the one who had cast the protective spell.

The Baron, momentarily distracted by his son Lucas being thrown against the far wall, finally tore his horrified gaze away from Lucas and looked back at the approaching figure.

He saw the eyes – those chillingly empty white eyes – and felt a wave of fear wash over him, colder than any winter wind.

"Third Prince!" the Baron stammered, confusion mixing with terror. "What… what happened to you? Your eyes!"

Adam didn't even glance at the Baron. His focus remained entirely on the mage. The mage himself looked terrified now.