"I, Dracula Beelzebub, a creature of the night have ordered you to go back to your master. You shall slay the hands that feed you and then you shall slay yourself." Dracula commanded, his voice as cold as ice, his gaze fierce as they flickered within the moonlight.
Chen and the driver who were all ready to launch forward towards Dracula became immobile, unable to move.
They tried breaking off from the commanding spell but were unable to. "Close… close your ears, boss. He's using his ancient powers on us." The driver stuttered with grunted teeth, and he had used his entire strength to speak.
Using his entire strength, blood began to roll down from his nose, his ears, his eyes and his mouth.
Chen wanted to yell at the driver, to tell him not to speak but he knew that if he opened his mouth to speak, then he would also meet the same fate.
Escaping an ancient spell from an ancient demon was impossible.
