BLOSSOM'S POV
"Get up!" Her voice grew stronger in my ears against the ringing that rendered me confused and disoriented. I tried to stand up but the witch's spell was still on me and the more I struggled, the more I felt like my body was breaking apart into pieces and if I didn't stop, they would be scattered all over the field.
She was still too strong even after I had allowed myself to access my full potential. Or was I? A part of me was still not yet completely immersed and maybe that was why she had defeated me so easily. I looked around me. The powers of different kinds of magic filled the air. From fire, earth, air, and water that each of the witch present commanded yet none was stronger than what their leader was using. Maybe we had underestimated her and if she managed to kill
