[A sigil flashes at Isaac's feet, his body engulfed in a pillar of softly pulsing light - but before he heads elsewhere, he shall leave Derek with a few words.]
Should you ever ache for want of an escape from your dull existence... perhaps something could be arranged. [With an indulgent little chuckle, his body then dissolves and the light fades into nothingness, leaving no trace of his presence.]
That face!
Should you ever ache for want of an escape from your dull existence... perhaps something could be arranged. [With an indulgent little chuckle, his body then dissolves and the light fades into nothingness, leaving no trace of his presence.]