Chapter 157 Leon, The Devil And The Angel (4)

• The devil's breath came in short, shallow gasps, and his heart raced uncontrollably in his chest. His body was covered in ice, and he couldn't seem to shake the overwhelming feeling of dread that had taken hold of him. He knew that he was in danger, knew that his life was at risk, but even that knowledge seemed to be slipping away from him. His thoughts were fractured, and his mind seemed to be working against him.
• "NO! YOU CANT WIN, I'M JARED DONOVAN," He yelled with a glare at the white witch. He clutched at his chest, willing his heart to slow down. But his efforts were in vain, and the fear of being trapped in a cold state for eternity continued to snake its way through his body. He tried to hold onto something, anything, but his grip was tenuous at best.
• "LEONARD!" He called for his brother, "PLEASE DON'T LET HIM DO THIS, YOU CAN'T CONDEMN YOUR BROTHER TO SUCH AN HORRIBLE FATE," He begged Leon who turned a blind eye and deaf ear to his pleas "Asher wait! I can make Evelyn yours, isn't that what you want?," Jared asked with a frantic smile "She was never mine to have," He said watching the ice slowly making its way into his face All Jared could do was scream, scream for someone to help him, he feared being frozen for eternity, unable to move, talk or feel but exist within his mind. The sound was hoarse, raspy, and desperate, but he couldn't do anything to control it.