Hope felt sick when she realized what she had done. Then she immediately got off from the dead body of the witch in front of her.
She crawled away from her, and only stopped when she was far enough, away from the dead body. Her adrenaline kicked higher as she hyperventilated because of the tension.
When the reality hit her hard, Hope needed some time to calm her raging breath, before she tried to stand up with the support of a tree trunk beside her.
Hope shrieked the moment she heard a loud footsteps coming towards her direction, but her tense muscles loosened when she saw who it was.
From afar, Lydia sprinted towards her.
The witch was not in her good shape when Hope could see her tattered cloak with a few burn marks on it.Yet she was alive and that was the most important thing for Hope.
"Are you okay?" Lydia asked her when she was close enough to see how pale the girl was, her body seemed couldn't stop trembling.
