Nesrin took a shaky step back the man with dagger roughly wrenched her close to him. Master Ian's cold gaze scrutinized her and his lips slightly twitched with a rage she had never seen before.
There was a snicker as the man glanced at Master Ian, "You said this would be done tonight, now what? You want us to wait for another Lunar Month?"
"Henrik," Master Ian warned, "Stay in your line."
"There is no time!" Henrik snapped, "If I delay even more week, then she will never come back! This disciple of yours had somehow used a charm, a spell or whatever that is. It's not my fault that you-"
He didn't continued but tried to control his rage, his desperate eyes burned with a strange hunger but what was more terrifying was the way his left eyes turned completely black for a moment. The darkness spread like cobwebs beneath his eyes and slowly it returned back.
Nesrin could not breath, her heart shivered when she looked Master Ian.
