If he had stepped back one step more than the one he gave after recognizing the voice, he would have tripped into the void. That voice, he knew it well, silky and vicious, like honey and vinegar together, tasty and disgusting at the same time... How to forget that easily the voice that told him he'd be feared, hated and enclosed by the ones he was trying to protect and the same one that offered his freedom from that fate? It was true he had decided to face that fate alone, but he was not going to denny he had a moment of weakness before deciding his own future.
How was it possible for him to be there? Wasn't he one with Ibilis already as the Doctor had explained? What was going on? A delusion? More than a mind trick.
"I should have imagined you had something to do with this, why did you bring me here from all places?" Crimson eyes full of hatred met emerald serpentine eyes. He shifted the weight of his body into a fighting position, he was ready for anything the shadow of himself would try against him.