Enough time has been wasted. Possess him.

Your presence lurches out of the flames at the chained thing, colliding with his mind. The impact is shockingly painful to you, the creature's willful mind fighting back with unexpected strength, but soon it yields, and your new host roars in a final bestial defiance as his consciousness is strangled by yours.

Taking your first breath, your eyes open and land on the robed woman. Her own gaze seems to remain confident as she narrows it with some skepticism, perhaps waiting for a sign that her plan, whatever it is, has succeeded.