“Possessed,” I squeaked out and she rolled her eyes.
“Don’t turn into a broken record right now,” she said then turned to Logan, “Open the cell.”
“He’s rabid.” He argued
“He’s unconscious,” she corrected, “Open the cell so I can perform my spell.”
He muttered some expletives under his breath before signaling for them to unlock the cell.
“I need everyone out except the both of you.” She said and everyone scurried out; apparently scared of the tiny witch.
She walked into the cell and knelt on the floor; apparently not caring about the piss and blood lying everywhere.
She began to chant but almost immediately snatched her hand back as if she was burnt.
“You were his best friend right?” she asked Logan and he nodded, “So get over here and place your hand on him.”
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