“Take them also.” They seized them just as they were starting to stir. Logan leapt up and gouged one of the witches in the jugular vein. Blood spurted out and she fell over. A guy from behind smacked her in the back of the head with a stone. She fell forward, unconscious. Francis tackled the guy and punched him in his forehead.
At that moment, Francis flew backwards as Tess stretched her hand out and directed a purple wave of energy at him. Eshe fell just as she started to stand, seemingly confused as she awoke from sleep. They confiscated our weapons and took us captive.
“There’s nothing a witch can’t do,” she said.
* * *
We marched until sunrise, finally arriving at the base of the sea. My eyes widened at the sight ahead. Beyond those waves lay freedom. Tess and her followers chanted
