"Millennium Prison."
The ground shook aggressively as four giant chains erupted from it. Midnight was held on all of his limbs by the gigantic chains, each wrapping themselves on his wrists and ankles.
"The Forsaken has always been paranoid, that's not news," Death said. "That is why he had given us the power to seal him in case he loses control."
"Midnight!" Galaxia yelled as he tried to fly and reach Midnight. He was stopped midair when a surge of force distorted his magic, making him lose his mana and unable to recover them.
"I just lost all my mana," Sun said. "What magic is this?"
"The Millennium Prison disables all magic around it," Death said as he slowly descended. "The Forsaken thought of this too. He thinks that he would control another person to break him free instead, that was why he added this."
"That is just messed up," Hope gritted his teeth and held his sword. He charged toward Death. "Release him now!"
