Chapter XXXII
Lux's POV
I tried to remove the grip of this dark smoke hand but it won't budge like it's already locked in place. "Do you think you could escape that easily?" he smirk.
"Let go of him you rascal!" Sir Markus said with a threatening voice.
"What if I don't my nephew?" He said and smiled at him
Sir Markus dash his way towards me but another hand slammed him to the ground. "You're getting old Markus," he said and laugh.
He stood and glared at him, "I don't like you as my uncle Ligulas." He clenches his fist. "Selling your soul to the underworld just to prolong your life, pathetic."
He was about to try again when an arrow flew past the Grand Collar head and headed towards the dark mage but he uses me as a shield then the arrow suddenly turn left and hit the wall.