Vincent wrangles, but to no avail. He was no match against the shaman, who could restrain his movements with his dark magic.
It was what he assumed after he was shoved to the ground or thrown to the wall with just a lift of the shaman's finger. He becomes like a toy before him.
"I'm going to kill you if I ever escape from your magic!" Vincent growled, but the shaman cut him off.
"Ah, I'm scared," said the shaman, who was acting pitiful, but then a ridiculous laugh came out of his mouth, mocking him. "Fortunately, in a moment, I will take your body, and your soul will disappear from its existence. Hahaha ha!"
Vincent gritted his teeth. The shaman ignored his piercing gazes because it would only be a waste of his strength, no matter how much resistance he put in.
"What did my family do to you? Why are you doing this to me? Are we indebted to you?"
"To be honest, they did nothing," he replied.
