Hundred Twenty-eight

Sandro's eyes blazed with red-hot fury as he observed the Etas(soldiers) rushing forward with him to capture Arabella and Blaze. Immediately, Arabella and Blaze assumed offensive stances, poised to attack if anyone drew near. However, just as they were about to reach their targets, they were violently repelled by an invisible wall.

Sandro's eyes widened, and his mouth hung agape as he stared in disbelief at his helpless soldiers, who were now recovering from the shock of their sudden halt.

"What's happening? Why can't you move?" he barked, attempting to approach Arabella. He recognized that he couldn't move closer either.

His gaze shifted to Arabella, who was staring back at him, her expression one of disbelief. "You little witch, what have you done to my soldiers?" he hissed, his voice dripping with anger. "It's best you undo whatever you did because I can't promise to be kind to you in the next moment that's about to unfold. I've had enough of your nonsense!"

Arabella shook her head