The figure didn't touch the ground. Her floated in the air but didn't touch the ceiling either. Her dark, beady eyes skipped from one witch to the other, it fell on Debora for a moment and she felt her heartbeat increase.
Her magic and all the power didn't take away her fear. The dark witch was humming with magic darker than she had ever seen. She was buzzing and waiting to use it again.
Debora now understood why her mother had said the dark witch was too Powerful. Her presence in non-human form was overwhelming her senses, she didn't want to see her if she attains her full form. She felt the same sensation on her skin that the witches in Ilia's time must have felt when she was near them. It pricked at her skin and made her want to run as far away as possible.
The dark witch still ha
