For a moment, nothing happened, but the next instant, the entire castle disappeared right in front of his eyes. Now there was just La Rocha floating in the air alongside him.
Damon looked at the guy and smiled. "I guess it worked." He was about to close his eyes and check when a searing pain assaulted him. It was overwhelming at first, but it settled down soon enough.
It looked like he was on the borderline of being able to and not being able to do this. "It's fine." Damon breathed in and breathed out and stabilized himself a bit. He then reached inwards, checking his soul sea.
The entire castle, every tower, every hall, every room, every inch of stone, now existed inside his soul sea, suspended like a colossal spirit-phantom. Its silhouette glowed with soft crimson outlines, tethered to him by threads of blood and intent.
It floated in the vast ocean of his inner world like a divine artifact slumbering on the horizon.
Damon grinned. It worked! It actually worked!
