"Maybe you just need some training Madam." Said Azazel walking over toward her. "It took me years to perfect what I do. Now I can do things like this..." He drew the curtains closed, casting a shadow across the floor beneath he and Theodora. It writhed and darkened, shifting as it enveloped the floor. With the book in hand, he stepped into the shadowy blob, slowly sinking down into it. "Care to join me?" He asked, inviting her with his free hand.