Chapter Twenty-Nine
“She has the Book?” David exclaimed, clawing at his hair in frustration. “I had it hidden underneath my mattress, how did she find it?” “It probably called out to her,” Lee said with a calm, soothing voice. “The thing to do now is not panic. She has a knife and the Book, yes, but she no longer had a Bound Spirit. You removed that when you took me on. And she can’t exert her will over you as you’re also a witch now.” “She can’t?” David sounded confused, his mind racing. His Grandma had seemed so nice, so kind. Now she was lurking in the darkened house wielding a knife and holding the Book, an ancient artifact of dark power. “No, her soul is too fragmented from years of use to try and overtake you. You’re whole and hearty, whereas she’s old and broken. The Book accepted you readily, show
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