Chapter 78- His Power 2

The remaining, shivering and turning at any slight noise tried making a fire barrier to shield themselves from the vicious cold. The room was beyond normal temperature, it froze many to death.

They heard a bang and one frozen witch was destroyed, another bang destroyed another, on and on it went...he was like a phantom granting them death.

Shivers ran down their spines when the frozen witches and warlocks were destroyed.

He appeared and smirked at them, they wanted to charge at him but their feet were rooted to the icy floor. This frightened them.

"Have a nice day trying to get out," with that, he vanished again leaving them to grit their teeth in pain as they began to freeze.

Appearing outside the building, Everand staggered. He needed to take blood, if not he could go on a rampage.

A young pretty witch spotted him and tried to run away but he caught her tightly by the arm. She screamed at the harsh cold that jolted into her body from his grip.