A large swirling portal appears before the Immortal, covered in infinite edges and runes. Kryesh frowns, seeing a slight shimmer in the dimense. However, the area was seemingly centered upon this gate, a place in which to enter. The cracked ground shimmered as the portal beckoned to him, wind swirling from around his feet to enter it. The Immortal took three steps, and stood directly in front of the portal. The harsh wind began to drag him forwards. Suddenly, something pushed him forwards into the portal, it's paradoxicalities flowing out, and he fell in.
A shadow of a man behind him grinned evilly, as it revealed itself - one of the Fallen. It quickly morphed back to a human foot soldier, cackling maniacally with every step.