Penny looked at the trees that caught fire. Soon not only Mythweald but the other three lands would end up like this if she didn’t move quickly. She huffed for air and placed her open palms on the ground. Closing her vibrant green eyes, she recollected the spell. Trying to still her hammering heart to normal she finally whispered the spell that had been given to her.
She wasn’t sure how far the spell would work as they were only relying on each other for help and she had stumbled on to this.
Some of the council members who had come far away from the ruins of the church and black witches, they saw Penny sitting down on the ground with her hands down. A good thirty seconds passed by and they saw no change. The other black witches and witch hunters who were still alive were headed in their direction in thirst to kill them all.
Sabbi was already in the process of closing the portal that had been opened, the black hole turning smaller in size as she used the spells until she noticed it widening again that made her frown.
A soft glow started to surround Penny in an invisible dome-like structure. The light that started a little started to glow brighter and brighter now.
The cold air of the forest that had slowed down started to move quickly around Penny on the dome-shaped protection of spell Penny had put herself in because of the incantation. The more she continued to chant the more it turned radiant as if the sun had descended down at this hour of the night around them making everyone around who were witnessing this raise their hands and protect themselves from the light that was turning bright.
Penny continued to whisper the spell, putting her heart into it as she had to get it right and when she finally opened her eyes, she saw herself to be around a thin almost transparent layer around her.
She looked in the direction they had run from. Taking in a deep breath, she moved her hand away from the ground and the next moment she placed her hand again with a small thud on the grassy and mud that was there, the impact caused a ripple-like effect on the ground that started from her that moved across the lands where the abandoned church of ruins was.
The black witches who were happy about receiving their powers and enjoying it right now started to frown as their bodies started to turn back to what they were. The tentacles started to evaporate as their octopus body was taking them back to how the black witches initially looked like with their black scales and straight body that wasn’t bent.
Sabbi’s eyes widened as she didn’t know what was going wrong. They had done everything right until the ritual but the powers they had received after years were now going back in the portal.
“Repeat the spell again!” she commanded to the other witch who was standing outside and the black witch quickly went forward to start the spell but the hole was pulling every single thing inside and the powers they were left with, all of them were being pulled and stripped away from them that was leaving them in a far worse condition than the previous time the white witches had bound the black magic.
Sabbi couldn’t believe this was happening. She had made sure to get all the initial rituals completed before coming here today and she had been waiting for years for this to take place.
The black witches continuously lost their remaining powers and the portal that had been opened was closed before it disappeared from sight. The wind that had been blowing with full force finally stopped to turn the atmosphere calm but Sabbi wasn’t happy about it.
She clutched her hands tightly and pulled the witch hunter who had been near to her, taking the knife without a moment of hesitation, she ran it across the witch hunter’s neck and started to cast the spell to open the portal but it didn’t work. It was as if the code of spells had been changed and wouldn’t open itself.
The black witches who were powerless in the forest started to get attacked by the vampires who used their weapons on them and without the previous magic the black witches were finding it hard to sustain and got killed one after another where they were being hunted.
“Mistress we need to leave!” the little girl cried out to Sabbi who stood still staring at the portal that had disappeared in front of her.
Sabbi gritted her teeth before turning her face away from the scene and started to run away from the scene before they would be caught and killed.
“Should I send a sign for everyone to disperse?” asked the little girl to Sabbi as they made their way out of there.
“Leave it be. We need a distraction to get out of here,” said the blue-eyed girl, and when they were far away. The two young girls stared at the forest where a part of it was blazing and they could hear the voices of people shouting and killing each other.
“What happened there, mistress? Should we bring more people?” asked the little girl to the older looking girl.
The blue-eyed girl stared at the forest, the reflection of the fire in her eyes, “Something went badly wrong. I am unable to open the portal again with the same spell. Something went wrong,” she repeated the words.
“What are we going to do now? They have seen us,” Judith turned to the girl, craning her neck to look up when she heard the mistress speak,
“To figure out about the ritual again, we will need to gather information. Until then we need to go underground and disappear,” if a mere black witch-like Laurae’s face was being plastered across the lands, there was no telling how many would be hunting them down, “Sabbi is dead from now. Only the name Ester will live,” saying this, she turned around and left the view to be followed by the little girl closely and both the black witches escaped.
In the forest, the witch hunter named Mila was still fighting the councilmen and when she was about to escape from there to follow the black witch, Nicholas appeared right in front of her.
“Going somewhere?” he asked her with a polite greeting. Mila tried to get past him but Nicholas brought her back, to throw her across the floor, “Why did you switch sides? I thought you were going to help the council the way you said when we first met.”
The woman smiled at him, “We all get into work for our own benefit, don’t we, Lord Nicholas?” she questioned him.
“That is true but I wished it didn’t involve harming others and would have less damage,” he stopped her attacks by the gun he had in his hand. He pushed her away and placed the gun right at her head when she came to attack him. Without another word, the pureblooded vampire pulled the trigger of the gun for the gunshot to echo in the forest.
