Adrien took in a sharp breath as he imagined who had been beyond that portal: someone bent over a magic circle, seeking release, begging for a demon's venomous embrace. The light of the sigil ripples; the demon they wished for rises, skin shimmering in blue ciphers - he bares his teeth. He hisses, crawls, slides within; mortal flesh is exchanged with immortal pleasure until the room is empty again.