“Don’t look into his eyes!” Pollux shouted at the top of his lungs, but Pollux was too late. My eyes had met Sarjak’s, and I felt something strange creeping into my core.
Suddenly, my vision began to blur, as if I was engulfed in a whirlpool of darkness and dark magic. The king pulled me forcefully towards the altar, and I felt his cold hands grip my body terribly. There was the smell of blood and magical fumes that made the atmosphere suffocating. I felt as if I were in a terrifying dream that I could not escape.
In those critical moments, I felt Sarjak’s presence approaching me, and I felt myself approaching the brink of death. I thought of Pollux and Phoenix, and whether they could save me before the end became inevitable. Then Phoenix threw a force that made me come back to my sens
