Strange that I forgot to update my Thursday update here.
Daiden’s body distorted, pressured by the pull from the book. It started with his fingers. His eyes trembled around the corners, when his arms shattered and dispersed into nothingness. Daiden lowered his gaze to notice his feet succumb next, and then his torso. The magic inched upwards, at a slow pace. He firmed his heart to the effect, convincing his mind of the experience as harmless. The last of his body twisted painlessly and eventually tore away from Mioverold and into the book.
A little appetizer from chapter 20.