"I don't want to do anything..." Francis paced up to Annabelle.
He looked at her red face because of anger.
"If she hadn't relaxed her vigilance and lacked combat experience, I wouldn't have been able to defeat her in one stroke. I would not have subdued her just by drawing out magic power."
Francis looked into Annabelle's eyes. His face was reflected in her purple eyes.
"Slave's Rope!"
Suddenly.
A black chain shot out from behind Francis and wrapped around Annabelle.
Previously, the rope was used intangibly to tie up Francis's goal, but as his level increased, the rope also evolved.
The black chain could not only bind her body but also make her soul unable to break free.
Francis's magic power slowly infiltrated her body.
"What the hell are you doing? Let me go!"
Annabelle struggled desperately.
But it didn't work.
No matter what, she was unable to break free from the black chain.
Tears streamed down her face.