Brand hated the fact that he was such an asset to the group. If it wasn't for him, hell half of them would get themselves killed on the missions. He was the leader essentially, the wise counselor that would keep everyone's head clear and his telepathy helped that ten fold. Brand looked over with a naughty shameful grin as another thought popped into his mind. "Keep shouting those thoughts at me love and I will just have to have you all over apartment, including the balcony."<br/><br/>Brand looked over at him with a wink and chuckled letting that thought cloud his mind. In the blink of an eye chaos seemed to wash over the park the instant they got there. James needed to be the one to stay in the car, he never thought rationally and just went on instinct. Anger, rage. Brand saw a bright light as the flames pushed towards him, his psychic shield could only hold so much more force. His mind reacted involuntarily and placed him in some sort of cocoon of mental energy. He hit the ground hard and was out of it from the second the fire hit him. Once he was in the haunted place of telepathic limbo he looked around.<br/><br/>Dark, twisted energized trees sprouted from the glowing plates of energy. The limbo was made purely out of telekinetic energy, he tried using his telekinesis to move something but it didn't work here it was as if everything worked off of telepathy. He looked down at his image and saw that the burns were vanishing. 'Jacob.' He thought to himself as he looked at the charred remains of his shirt. When his physical body was moved to the car he just laid there still unconscious to the world but his mind was placed in the telepathic limbo. As if it was temporarily removed from his body, he needed to figure out a way to get back to Ryze.<br/><br/>It was the one thing on his mind. The thing that kept him going, they had spent the entire afternoon discussing that they wouldn't be able to go on without one another. So he could only imagine what Ryze was going through. A loud guttural roar disrupted his thought and brought his attention back to the spiritual limbo. 'I'm not alone it seems.' A black beast showed itself to him and it was metaphorically the demons we all live with in our minds. Brand looked down and forced the image out of his mind and telepathically created a sword, it glowed purple that matched the platform he was standing on.<br/><br/>It was a shame he had fixated on mastering his telekinesis because it would seem that he was going to need his telepathy here if he was going to survive. Ryze had already been speeding back to the apartment and carrying him up the stairs so he could be placed in their bed. Brand was still as lifeless as he could be. He didn't move, he didn't blink. The only thing that kept him living was the faint movements of taking in and letting out breaths. "Once I am done with you I am returning to my own body!"<br/><br/>Brand shouted at the carnal beast of fictitious imagination. To his own shock he received a reply from it after it let out a devious dark chuckle. "No my dear friend, you leave when I believe you are worthy. When your skill shows me you are ready to leave. This land runs purely on the mind, Telepathy. If you fail your mind will be torn and ripped to shreds and your body will remain an empty vessel. Lifeless." Brand created another sword in his empty hand and smirked "Then I had better make this quick for you." He charged at the beast and slashed the spectral blades at it.