"Ahhh," a wave of power hit her body and threw her away.
Her small frame hit the large tree trunk behind and she fell to the ground with a thud.
Her head hit the trunk and the blood started to trickle from her mouth.
"Hiya…" on the other hand while the bad witch's attention was on Julien, Marcella slammed the amulet she was holding on the back of the witch.
The witch cried out in pain as her body caught the fire instantly.
In just a matter of seconds, the woman started to wriggle in the ground, growling from pain.
On the other side, Evander was leading his men through the forest. But even after marching inside for a long time, he didn't seem to reach his destination.
What's more that through the whole way he didn't encounter any of the rogues, not even a small defensive trap to stop them.
The situation was strange. There was no way it would be this easy.
