She Belongs To The Devil

Theodore gasped and flung his eyes open. He found himself surrounded by countless creatures of Hell. Everyone began to cheer and shout after he regained his consciousness.

One of the onlookers shouted, "Oh, look! The Devil Prince is awake!"

"Now we can finally watch that gargoyle beat the crap out of His Highness," Another one cackled.

Theodore tried to move but he saw that he was chained to a post outside his Gambling house. But that flaming chain was not what was putting him at unease. He felt as if there was this huge hole in his heart as if something was amiss. He felt as though… as though half of his soul was missing from his body.

He closed his eyes again and tried to recall how he ended up like this. And he remembered why he had fainted earlier. "Oh, no… Adeline!"

"Why can't I feel the presence of Adeline?" Theodore could feel that his connection to Adeline was already severed.

"Has it… has it been too late? No! No! That can't be…" Theodore's heart was penetrated by the fear of loss. His breathing staggered and he felt lightheaded all of a sudden. He felt as though his whole world was crumbling in front of his eyes.

But he clenched his fists and forced himself to think rationally, "Calm down, Theodore. She is a strong woman. She can protect herself… Just find her where she is before jumping to a conclusion."

Theodore filtered out all the shouting and chanting that was going on around him. And then he activated his divine vision to see the whereabouts of Adeline.

After a few seconds, Theodore opened his eyes. They were burning furiously to reflect the raging anger that he was feeling. "That serpent! What did he do now?" He cursed inwardly because he recognized the room that Adeline was in.

He dug his nails in his palms and roared, "I am going to snap that serpent's neck tonight."

Theodore was about to break free from the flaming chain when that blood-thirsty gargoyle landed in front of him with a loud thud. "Where are you going, my Prince?" He cracked his knuckles and added, "I haven't even landed a blow yet. I was waiting for you to wake up."

Theodore was definitely not in the mood to entertain the crowd. He glared at the gargoyle with his burning red eyes and growled, "I am in an ill mood. If you want to live then get the hell away from me."

The gargoyle thought that Theodore was still weak and teased him even more. He pretended to shiver and commented sarcastically, "Oooh! I am so scared. With the state you are in, you can't even put a crack on this mighty gargoyle. So don't just run your mouth, Prin…cess." He then let out a grim cackle which enraged Theodore even more.

The chains that were holding Theodore to the post melted away in an instant. Two large black horns protruded from Theodore's head. And he flapped out a pair of massive wings covered with shiny black feathers.

Even the whites of his eyes were burning like fire. His canines turned into sharp fangs and his nails had now turned into claws that looked sharp enough to slice iron like butter. And the aura that he had toned down broke its barrier and intensified to reveal its massive and angry form.

The riled-up crowd that was excited to see the gargoyle beat up the Devil Prince now came to their senses. It had been a long while since they saw this intimidating form of their Prince. And they had forgotten just how formidable he was when he was provoked.

They all wanted to run away from there but their knees and legs gave up on them. Some of the onlookers were shivering like a leaf, some were already kneeling down on the ground, and some were too stunned to even move an inch.

Even that gargoyle who was pumped up to beat Theodore into a pulp was now scared for his life. He realized what he had done. And he knew his life was in danger.

A devilish smirk appeared on Theodore's lips and his voice resounded throughout the surrounding of the Gambling house, "Princess huh? I will show you what this Princess can do."

Theodore pushed himself up in the air and flew towards that gargoyle. When he was right in front of that gargoyle he performed a swift slash with both of his hands and flew past him.

After a moment, a loud crashing sound resonated followed by a loud outcry of agony. Both of that gargoyle's arms were separated from his body. Everyone began to run for their lives fearing that the Devil Prince would unleash his fury on all of them.

However, Theodore didn't have time to go after those small fries, he had a bigger fish to kill.

He instantly teleported himself to the room that he had seen earlier in his vision.

Adeline had regained her consciousness a while ago. She was pacing back and forth in that room where Azriel had left her, trying to remember what exactly happened to her. She remembered that she had come to the Dragon Crypt for something but she didn't quite remember what that was.

She could see flashes of Azriel performing some kind of magic on her. But no matter how hard she tried, she could not recall why he was doing that. "Why can't I remember?"

She chewed her cuticles and racked her brain. "And why do I feel like I am forgetting something very important to me? Why do I feel as if... as if I just lost a part of my soul? Why do I feel so restless?"

Defeated, she took a deep breath in and thought, "I think I should ask the Dragon Immortal. He should have answers to my questions. Where is he anyway?"

Adeline turned on her heels to get out of the room. However, she stopped midway when a dark mist began to swirl in front of her.

She scrunched her brows and whispered to herself, "What is happening?"

Adeline looked around and shouted, "Dragon Immortal, are you the one to do this? It looks a little scary…"

The dark mist slowly cleared and she could see the most frightening being that she had ever seen in her life. Her soul nearly slipped out of her body when she saw that menacing creature staring right into her eyes with its burning red eyes.

She abruptly took a few steps back and stuttered, "Who-who are y-you? What are you do-doing here?"