Captured

At this point, Ansel could feel his body lose vitality.

He could hardly lift a finger, his body felt like it was weighed down by lead.

Ansel had a murderous look in his eyes, he had no choice but to follow King Atris and Zach into the castle.

Taking one last look, he turned around to look at the crowd.

In his heart, he hoped to see Vinny or any of the leaders of the group but he was only met with happy faces of people who were dancing and chanting some strange words.

"Guess I have no choice but to do this on my own." Ansel muttered under his breath.

He turned around and walked carefully, making sure to not trip. The blood strings had a way of sucking his energy and so he had no strength to move anymore.

His eyes scanned the castle and noticed the brightly lit candles and strange paintings on the wall.

The room had a scary theme, it was all painted red and black.

Ansel looked up to see king Atris take a seat on a big King-sized chair.

A guard handed a cup of wine to him and he accepte
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