"Thane!" Seraphina cried.
Thane pretended to have stumbled down into the portal and was being drawn in.
"Warn them!" Thane cried as he vanished.
Her voice echoed even as the world beneath Thane's feet dissolved. The dimensional tunnel pulled him in, and his body was swallowed by the swirling current of distorted light and darkness.
It was not like falling through the air. Thane felt his body twisted, stretched, and contracted, as though unseen hands were tugging at his soul. He clenched his teeth, praying aloud.
"Here goes nothing... Lord, You will be my strength!"
The vortex churned around him, and he was falling. Fragments of what was happening outside, half-formed voices, and broken shards of color flew past him like shattered glass. His Celestial TV flickered faintly within him, guiding his sense of balance until the spiraling chaos abruptly ended.
He could see the battles outside.
