"Why does it look like me?!" Erik exclaimed through his bond with Elora, utterly surprised and not sure what to think of Emily running around with a shadowy clone of him.
Elora felt only amusement at Erik's consternation. "Hehehe," she chuckled teasingly. "It's not so strange for summon spells to take the form of a loved one, especially when that loved one makes them feel safe and protected. Take it as a compliment!"
"I guess…" Erik grumbled unwillingly as he looked at the shadowy version of him with a strange mix of feelings. On the one hand, he liked seeing her happy and knew it was the thought of him that was making her smile like that.
But on the other, he didn't like seeing her in the arms of someone else… even if that someone was just an unliving mass of aetherium, vaguely resembling his general shape, toiling away under her complete control. Although, truthfully, that latter thought was another thing making him a little uncomfortable…
