Alex's screams reached Tanya's ears immediately, and she struggled to stand until the sharp pain in her leg reminded her that she was helpless. With some relief, she felt herself becoming the raven once more, but she barely had enough strength left to hover even a few feet off of the ground. Ralph blocked Alex from her view, and while she did not want to hurt him, her mouth fell open and the cemetery was filled with the loud, piercing sound of her caw once again.
The source of the silver glint Tanya had seen moments earlier was lying beside Alex; a short, curved dagger painted with lively red blood.
Ralph trembled at the sound of cawing, his ghastly hands cupping over his ears. Tanya's gaze fell upon Alex, and her heart sank. His head was to the side, his calm face masked in splatters of
