"It's the Revelation Of The Anti-Christ!" DeStiy gasped. He couldn't suppress his joy and excitement.
Pushing past Danes he opened the window. His face purpled with excitement and he trembled. His eyes were bright, and he alternated between standing before the open window in awe and laughing hysterically.
Above them, the sun swirled, twisting and weaving into different shapes. "My Master!" DeStiy shouted, arms raised in adoration.
Then in one swift movement his hands gripped each side of the open window frame and he pulled himself up and out, and plummeted from the view of the horrified faces remaining.