The hunter’s face snapped around to see a man who stood at a distance who used crossbows at him and he dodged. Taking a whistle from his pocket, he blew it to let the other hunters know about this intrusion.
The council members had spread themselves and started to fight the witch hunters who were in the outside line behaving as security to the ritual that was taking place in the center. Without making use of their guns, or gas fires, they dragged the witch hunters one after another so that the others would not know of their arrival.
Penny moved in the forest, her crossbow in her hand as she aimed to kill the witch hunters who had sided with the black witches in an effort to bring chaos to the world. There were only eleven people who were fighting against them while there were more than fifty people who were attacking them at the moment. That included the black witches as well as witch hunters. Like others, Penny was fighting when a black witch suddenly dropped down from the tree she had been sitting on to have her lose the crossbow she had been holding in her hands to fall on the ground.
When Penny tried to get hold of it, the black witch kicked her body to have it crash against the tree with an oomph. Penny didn’t know how the black witches were this strong when the creature came right at her and Penny tried to deflect her punches and kicks and she unexpectedly got hold of her arm and threw her against another tree.
There was no time to play and they had to do it quickly. The moon had appeared in the sky to show its golden yellow self and if the ritual was going to be short then they would have very little time to stop anything. The problem was that they didn’t know when the ritual would be over. And if it did, they would be getting a late notice when the black witches would have acquired full power.
Pulling out the revolver she pointed at the black witch and pulled the trigger and just before the bullet could hit the black witch, the creature raised her hand that stopped the bullet and fell down on the ground.
Penny could tell that the council members were in a lot more trouble than they had expected to meet. The black witches had turned much more powerful with the little bit if black magic they had acquired and Penny could tell hell would unleash once it would be completely attainable by them. No wonder the first generation of white witches had sealed their magic.
Her crossbow was far away from her but the revolver wasn’t working but that didn’t stop her from fetching the weapon that had fallen down from her hands. She moved her wrist and fingers to have the crossbow move towards her that had the black witch raise her eyebrows momentarily before she used her own ability to push the crossbow towards her and broke the weapon.
“Hey!” Penny shouted, not happy that the witch had broken it, “You are able to use the elements,” she muttered. She could tell that the creature who she was facing right now was a black witch and with what she knew, black witches didn’t have the ability to use the elemental ability.
“Don’t you know yet? I thought you would have figured out by now,” and the black witch swished her hand that had Penny smack her head against the wall. That hurt! The black witch had more experience when it came to the elemental ability which Penny found to be shocking.
Penny then said, “You stole it…” all this while they had thought the black witches were making use of only humans and vampires, she didn’t know why she had not considered the black witches making use of the white witches organs.
The black witch grinned, her tongue slithering out of her mouth, “Sso ssmart. Are you the one who killed my sisters in Bonelake?” she took Penny’s silence to be a yes, “Hmm, I thought you looked very familiar now I know why. Your mother is quite a bitch.”
“I think we both can agree to that,” Penny commented on the black witch’s thoughts.
Sparring with a wind elemental seemed like it would be a never-ending or a fight where Penny would be losing as she was a novice in its usage. She had hoped it would be her ace card but who knew that there would be another black witch to share the same ability.
Not wanting to rely on another councilman for help Penny tried to wonder what to do next. She had to move towards the ritual to be able to see what was going on while the rest would be trying to stop it from happening. Almost all parts of the forest they were in were right now spilled with magic that restricted her and also Damien from using his ability.
She knew there were certain places near the ruins that would not be having spilled magic, at least that is what they had seen and tested yesterday but if the black witches had tried to be more meticulous, there was no way they would be able to close the binding back in time. Going back and forth would take time.
A quick arrow shot right towards her and Penny dodged it, running in the other direction where the black witch followed.
This woman was really intent on killing her as Penny had to keep deflecting the knives and other sharp objects that came at her using her wind ability. She ran while trying to throw the firey pills that were good enough to surprise the black witch but in return, it also made the person mad.
Finally, when it came toward the small swamp, it didn’t matter to Penny as it was liquid and she moved the water to splash it right on the black witches’ body. While the black witch was trying to get rid of the dirty water on her along with the plants, Penny pulled out her revolver again, this time the bullet went straight to hit the woman’s face and the black witch turned to dust.
While returning back, Penny was accompanied by many more black witches who started to attack her.
“Looks like you got a whole party with you,” it was the Lord of Bonelake who was in the mood of humor and Penny gave him a queasy smile.
“They are very persistent,” she complained, taking another shot that she missed. It wasn’t helping that some of the black witches were moving around in their brooms while they were on the ground.
“I think you are doing very well. The black witches are too desperate to open the magic box. Why don’t you go ahead and I will take care of them,” he gave her a polite smile. Penny was utterly thankful for his help and she quickly bowed and ran deeper into the forest in the direction of the church.
She wondered if they would be able to keep each and every one of them as that was the intention while wanting to stop and close the door to the magic they would be opening. Penny ran, bending her head often and her legs taking her haphazardly as the knives, bullets, and other weapons were directed at her.
Damien replaced the bullets before they were used on the witch hunters with a lack of any remorse. He moved both his arms that had the revolvers, shooting one witch hunter after another. Having fought many times before, the pureblooded vampire was much stronger than the recruited people from the council.
The other council members who were trying to kill the black witches suddenly found their bullets weren’t strong enough as one of the witches started to morph herself with six tentacles making her look like an octopus’ sibling.
“Is this what she was talking about?!” one of the councilmen shouted, laughing at the end that the black he was handling had not turned to an octopus. When the meeting was held, Penny had given the details about the black witches and their improvised versions.
The next second-most of the black witches started to transform and the councilman who had laughed at first. One move of the tentacle and the land shook when it hit the ground. Maybe it was too soon to laugh, thought the councilman before escaping away from the tentacles that started to move towards him.
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