Like lambs brought to the slaughter house, where they have no power in the binding and can only wait for their death with the hands of the butcher, the knights looked no better.
Invisible chain had bound them. They tried to move, struggle, fight and run but nothing worked. Their bodies were frozen and their weapons had fallen long ago.
The girl who was standing in front of them was nothing but their death. With her silver hair flying in the air as if winds were playing with them and her eyes that were darker than the moonless sky with only a silver dot in between.
She was not a human! A witch! But they never saw a witch with dark eyes.
"I gave you a chance of redeeming your sins but you ignored me." she whispered softly and they swore that they heard the voice coming out of netherlands.
She walked closer to them slowly. She could feel their struggles but it was only giving her more thrill to kill all of them.
