Aleksander emerged from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with a dark, menacing intent. Before Madeline could react, he lunged forward, his hand closing around her throat with a vice-like grip. She struggled, her golden light flickering as his dark power coursed through her, rendering her still and helpless.

"Your fate is not a choice, Madeline," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice. "You will wear the Shadow Catalyst, and you will fulfill the Prophecy." Without waiting for her protest, he forced the black gem crucifix around her neck, the cold metal sealing with a dark energy that pulsed with his will. Madeline's eyes widened in terror and anger, but she was trapped, her power subdued by his overwhelming darkness.

Aleksander's smile was devoid of warmth as he watched the light in her eyes dim. "Now, you are mine," he whispered, savoring his victory.