The smell of fear was heavy in the air. Morgana couldn't believe she was so close to having it all. Her eyes twitched as she stared at one of the two devils. She knew he was toying with her, but what could she do? She tried a disappearing spell but she felt contained. Seeing the smirk on his face, she knew it was his doing.
"How long do you plan on keeping me here?" she asked giving up after trying the umpteenth time to escape his grip.
"Don't worry, you will soon know," he replied.
Drako felt a tickling in his mind as if someone was trying to summon him. But who? And it wasn't coming from this realm. Who could dare summon me, he wondered.
He wished Dante would hurry and return. He didn't want to leave the witch with the guards. He didn't believe they were capable of containing her.
