Chapter 41

Victor's p.o.v

I was thrown into the dungeon like a bag of rice by the demon king as I groaned in pain.

He glared at me then walked out without a word.

I forced myself to sit upright and look around. The dungeon I was in was a little dark and it smelled very badly. I looked at myself and noticed that my hands were in chains that were linked to the wall.

"How the hell am I chained!. Is it magic he has used?" I asked myself silently then sighed heavily and pulled on the chains to see if they could break.

"Damn it." I whispered while trying again.

It was a clear suicide mission coming here, but I had no choice because I wanted to see Eleanor no matter what. She was my best friend and the woman I loved. How could I sit by and act like a coward as I did back then when the demon lord took her away from me.

For weeks I was haunted by what happened. Whenever I closed my eyes I saw her trying her best to defend herself from him.

I blamed myself for not always being prepared and for being a s