He tried to keep himself under control knowing that though this would get him a hell lot stronger, losing control was never a good thing. But when he lifted his eyes and swept it around his surroundings, he saw the slaughter that was happening and the wall of darkness that was slowly swallowing them, his blue eyes began to darken. Dark wisps of his magic bled into his eyes as his aura darkened and grew heavier around him.
The King stood there, his dark magic very quicky enveloping him. Just as he was about to launch an attack, an angel's hand suddenly touched his face, dissolving the thick darkness that had shrouded him.
