The Elven mage, seeing they were getting ready to follow his instructions, beckoned them closer.
"All of you need to lay one hand on me for this to work. You will feel a discomfort, as I reach into your minds to tether them. This is a necessary step. Please don't resist it. Once I'm done tethering all of you, you will feel vertigo, as I pull your minds into mine and theirs."
Astaroth was familiar with this process. He had gone through something similar when he helped Kloud get rid of his possessing demon.
As everyone lay their hands on the Elf, Astaroth stared at him a while, before doing the same. He whispered as he got closer, just loud enough for only the mage to hear.
"If you try anything funny, I will tear your soul apart and feed it to my demons."
But the mage barely had time to react, as he was already channelling his spell.
His eyes widened at the threat before they went white.