"No!"
The twins, Sun and Moon dashed toward the stone altar. Sun cradled the small raven-haired woman in her arms and closed her eyes before pressing Alia's head against her chest and whispering a spell that would give Alia a fraction of her life force.
Moon grabbed the dying old woman by the collar of her pantsuit and forced her into a seated position. "You stupid hag!" she reprimanded. "Do you know the importance of the woman you just stabbed?" She shook her. "Are you so selfish that you don't care what might happen to this world as a result of your actions?!"
A low chuckle left Madam Cross' lips as she leaned her body against the foot of the stone altar. She tilted her head back and with half-lidded eyes, she stared at the woman reprimanding her with a grin, displaying two rows of blood-stained teeth.
