Now the witch from the previous night, who was still battling the mysterious pictures that was running through her mind, about how some deadly soldiers continued to follow her as they scared her to death. As a result of these imaginations of hers, the wizard who had helped her was becoming very troubled, as her behaviors and actions seem to put fear also in her. And despite all his attempts to take these images away from her head, they only seemed to make them worse.
After so many trails, the wizard became tired and he stopped making attempts. Turned to a chair that was in the hut which they had taken refuge in, and while seated on the chair, he became lost in thoughts about what to do. While the witch sat on the bare floor, frustrated like a one who had gone insane.
For surely, her sens
