Rowan's face landed heavily on the ground. He tried to move on the floor but his body was too heavy for him.
Rowan coughed out a mouthful of blood while lying flat on the floor.
The enchanting from the witches increased at that moment and Rowan's sight was starting to blur.
Rowan tried to move his body, but it seemed that he was no longer in control. Everything seemed to be over for him, and for Tessa as well.
His heart missed a beat when he thought about Tessa. He needed to save Tessa, but he had already been caught in this god forsaken spell.
Death was the only thing that awaits him now.
If only he was putting on his battle uniform. If he was putting on his battle uniform, he would have been able to sense this plot from far away and this spell wouldn't have affected him this much.