"Mmmm," Elliana groaned in displeasure when she felt someone shaking her.
"Elliana, please wake up. I don't have much time before your husband will come back. Please help me,"
Elliana heard a desperate plea in her ears, and she scrunched her brows, the haze of sleep vanishing from her eyes as she opened them and looked at the lady in front of her.
Her brows furrowed, and she turned to the door that was slightly ajar.
From the sound of it, it was clear that Mr. Marino was in the corridor, giving orders to his guards about some kind of training.
Elliana turned back to the witch in front of her, the soft expression that crossed across her face for a second vanishing immediately.
"Give me your hand," Elliana said before extending her hand.
Leila looked at the girl and couldn't help but gulp.
It had been more than an hour since she had been struggling with this fire of hell that was destroying her powers slowly.
