"Perhaps." Justice reaches for the spot, sliding his fingers between the cracks of the memory just as the darkspawn charge. Their jaws hang open in wordless, gurgling roars, their skin peeling off, their weapons raised and caked in infection and blood.

"Remember, they cannot harm you," Justice says as he starts working to open the crack. He hopes that Venom is convinced, because if he's not, then this will get much worse in a second.