It was strange what kind of energy made everything just click. At first the assumption had been that it would be positive, though perhaps that was just wishful thinking. It wasn't necessarily a sensation of being dragged into place, but there was something about the energy that was impossible to resist. It was sad that it was fear, though.
Fear and the disturbing, radiating anger that sucked like a vacuum.
Ioan needed help, though. Even if it was just a moral support.