Chapter 80

Philip’s POV

As my father became free of my summoning, I began thinking of ways to control him once more.

I decided to sneak into the room where the supposed tomb of the Dark Force lay. I stood before the coffin, my mind racing with thoughts of control and power. The tomb of the dark force had always held a certain allure, and now I was finally able to stand before it. As I gazed upon the coffin, a chill ran down my spine. I could feel the darkness emanating from it, seeping into my very being.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden gust of wind. It swirled around me, picking up dirt and debris and tossing it into the air. I closed my eyes and braced myself against the force, waiting for it to subside. When it finally did, I opened my eyes and saw a figure standing before me.

It was the dark force itself, taking on the form of a towering, shadowy figure. It spoke to me in a voice that sent shivers down my spine, promising me power beyond my wildest d