"Release" Darth chanted out while holding the picture frame. Who dared to trap the goddess in this? Nothing happened as he chanted.
"I command thee bondage, release her soul" Darth chanted with all the little power he borrowed from the goddess. He didn't know what happened next but all he realized was that he was flying in the hair and minutes later, he crashed into the wall.
Darth painfully stood up and went towards the painting. His eyes widened as he saw what was around it.
"Alpha Emidio" Darth whispered with anger. His fist shook as his brows furrowed deeply. This war was going to get intense. It is very obvious that the Alpha is more dangerous than he already seem.
"I will free you. I promise" Darth swore. His dark gaze laid only on the painting which was now covered in chains that were surrounded by lightening.
