"Well I guess this one time I'll add a little extra to that deal. For the story at least." Chesh pulls the spear out and places him on a desk with a horrific and gigantic man. The man looks at him for a moment and then pulls out a grotesque thread and needle. He begins stitching into him and while the threads seem to disappear with each stroke, flesh replaces them. Eventually there was little to no wound. The Strange being stared from his chair before getting up and walking back into the darkness. "Gravity. The answer was gravity" And before they could notice Chesh was back to normal and they were in the dojo yet again.