"Please.. don't do this .. please" she pleaded. She felt more tears running down on her cheek. Her body was too cold. No matter how much she begged and cried. Her voice was drowned by the noises of chants and screaming as they all celebrated seeing her beaten. They started moving around her circling her while they spoke words she could not interpret.
The noises grew stronger and stronger making her feel dizzy. She looked up and saw Azreal laughing proudly like he had made the greatest achievement of his life. The witches did not stop chanting the spell and doing strange things around her .All she could do was cry hopelessly her voice cracked and her throat went dry.
She did not know what would stop these people. Cyan closed her eyes and for the first time she prayed for someone to come
