Chapter 77- His Power 1

It worked!

Finally nothing could hold him back...

Getting up from the ground, he nearly fell on his face. He really needed blood like crazy! Theola really knew how to torture someone.

His eyes were bloody red and his skin pale white like a sick person, his breathing came out ragged and hoarse.

It pained when he inhaled and exhaled, it felt like the air he took in was roasting his lungs. The room could freeze anybody to death in less than five seconds. Punching the frozen wall with the last strength in him it collapsed easily, he rushed out and the day was already late into the night. Everand tried calming himself but it was no use, he couldn't drink from any black witch...but he could manage a 'DARK WITCH.'