“You!”
The lead witch's voice rang through the room, startling everyone. Before Adam could even process what was happening, she reached out and grabbed him firmly by the shoulder.
The chanting came to an abrupt halt.
The remaining witches turned toward him in unison, their eyes fixed on him as though they were seeing something the others couldn't.
Adam frowned. “Is... something wrong?”
The witch didn't answer.
Instead, she slowly circled him, her sharp gaze traveling from the top of his head to the tips of his shoes. Every now and then, she'd pause, her expression twisting with curiosity before continuing her inspection.
The silence stretched uncomfortably.
Just when Adam was beginning to wonder if he had done something wrong, the corners of the witch's lips slowly lifted into a sm
