Suddenly, Tom was floating off the ground, unable to move or speak as a painful pressure built up within him. His Horcruxes trembled violently until the soul fragments separated from the items housing them. Accompanied by almost animalistic shrieks, the soul fragments looked positively horrific. Each one was a swirling mess of grey smoke, Tom’s disfigured face showing up from time to time. They rose into the air and formed a loose ring around the still Dark Lord.