Breaking free from prison

I told Elijah to park at the end of the street. I knew that the witches had already gathered around there, and it was nearly impossible to drive closer to the theatre without being noticed.

Truthfully, I was terrified. I had never fought with any witches before. It was easier to use my magic against humans, but now I was going to face their magic against mine. Was I really strong enough to fight them all?

I heard a lot that I was a witch from the prophecy, but I had no idea what it truly meant. I was learning about my abilities every day, and each day I was discovering something new. I kept expanding my limits, and I knew I was capable, but was that enough?

I remembered how Mahala suddenly disappeared right in front of my eyes. I still had no idea how she had done it. From the lessons she had given me, I could already realize how knowledgeable and experienced witch she was. I was still afraid that I could have tragically underestimated the real power of the elde