Isaac willed the Halo higher, leaving the crown of his head and floated a bit higher. Isaac wanted it higher again, and it did. More and more Isaac did it when an odd feeling began to start.
His legs began to shift without his will and it freaked him out a bit, but he continued. Higher it goes and that was when Isaac felt his vision shift. He now was staring at the floor to his body, and his body was fully out of his control.
It began to move by itself, and inspected its hands.
It felt the motion within its pouch, and a blade was suddenly in its hands. Isaac quickly positioned himself over the head and like an odd suction he was back in control, hand poised to strike the sleeping cloud dragon.
Sighing in relief, Isaac looked to the mirror, the crystal patch and the lab, before walking out of the room.
As Isaac walked within the mansion, it struck Isaac that the paintings weren’t of cloud origins. The pictures depict an old man of wizened age looking old. However, he was human.
More human world items were seen as Isaac toured the mansion with heavy steps that oddly didn’t break the floor. He stomped once and it held.
“Must be an enchantment.” Isaac inwardly thought.
Turning left, Isaac was shocked as a bump was felt, and Isaac looked down to see,