Krystal squeezed Madam Pamela’s large neck, ignoring her coughs and grunts as her eyes flashed with fury. The woman’s face was beginning to turn purple and it wouldn’t be long before she passed out.
“Please let her go!” Sophia yelled, placing her hand over Krystal’s.
Krystal raised a confused eyebrow, turning slowly to look at her friend without letting go of Madam Pamela.
“What?” She asked, her tone coated in surprise. “Why would I do that? She asked for this. I gave her a chance and she screwed it up. I will not let her treat you like this, ever again.”
“Please let her go. She is the best healer in all of Crimson Stone.” Sophia pleaded and Krystal’s brows rose even higher.
“What? This wench is?” Krystal asked, her voice high with disbelief and Sophia noded with disbelief. Krystal
