"On your knees," Damon commanded in a soft but domineering voice.
Immediately, they obeyed.
The trolls.
The goblins.
Even Lana.
They all dropped to their knees, their heads bowed before him.
Lana trembled.
Her eyes shook with confusion and fear at the violation of her will. Yet her body obeyed Damon's command without hesitation.
Even worse, a strange feeling rose within her heart.
It told her this was right.
That kneeling before him was the greatest honor she could ever receive.
Domination… she thought.
That power…
It belonged to Ashcroft, the Demon Lord of Domination.
So how…
How did Damon possess it?
Damon, however, had no idea what was going through her mind. And even if he did, he would not have cared.
It no longer mattered.
Lana was now subject to his overwhelming will.
Demon Dominate was not truly absolute. Damon knew that much.
In theory, someone strong enough could resist it.
But so far…
He had never encountered anyone who could break free.
