Chapter 204: No stroke of luck to save you
Magnus kept his gaze fixated on Rubin, who used the magic to shut the door and even barred Izaak’s entry into the house. Unlike many, who would get hyper in such a situation, Magnus looked calm and composed.
"Why isn’t Prince Magnus scared?" Rubin questioned, his eyes reflected the golden brown hue for a moment. "You thought you could bring me down. But I’m not that easy to defeat, Magnus," his tone changed and so were his expressions. He sounded as if Rubin had an old enmity with Magnus.
"Why should I tremble before a mere sorcerer?" Magnus retorted, striding past Rubin and venturing deeper into the house. He couldn’t sense Dylan’s aura within the confines of the dwelling. Pausing near the sofa, he leaned slightly, his gaze intense.
"So, what is the truth?" Magnus probed, his voice echoing in the silence. "Are you planning to vanquish me without even revealing the truth I’ve been relentlessly seeking?" he challenged, his tone laced with defiance.
"The truth, Magnus, is that your life hinges on Alora. If you wish to survive, she must be mine," Rubin declared, his words hanging heavy in the air. His statement was as chilling as it was clear, leaving no room for misinterpretation. Rubin’s demand was simple yet profound, a trade of life for love.
Magnus clenched his fists and the muscle in his jaw twitched. "You have overstepped your boundaries. And Alora is not a property, whom you can claim," he affirmed.
Rubin chuckled, his eyes briefly dropping before meeting Magnus’s gaze again. "Well, she will become my possession once you’re out of the picture," he declared, his eyes gleaming menacingly.
In the blink of an eye, Magnus lunged at Rubin, his hand closing around Rubin’s throat, ready to end him then and there. His eyes blazed a fiery red, his anger pulsating through his veins like a wild inferno.
However, Rubin effortlessly extricated himself from Magnus’s grip, repelling Magnus with a swift surge of magic. The furniture pushed away as Magnus got hit against it.
Rubin then said, "You can even die for Alora. That was why it was the perfect chance to target you. Her blood is special. I even gave you the pill to weaken your core that night so that I could easily kill you, but you turned out to be fine. Why? Because you drank from Alora."
Before Magnus could ask him the reason why he wanted Alora, he already mentioned it.
The sound of Izaak’s shouts from outside punctuated Rubin’s chuckle. "Izaak was quite astute when I was captured. You shouldn’t have released me. I’m certain it was Alora who persuaded you to free me. She is your weakness, Magnus. The barrier I’ve erected will prevent you from leaving this house. If you value your life, command your brother to bring Alora here," he declared, his words echoing ominously in the room.