Chapter eighty six

"I will. If only you could stop giving me that look." Claire said to Bernard.

"What look?" He inquired giving her a more intense look like he didn't hear what she just said.

Claire could only let out a puff of air. She never wanted to do it. But she needed it for the crystal. Who does the village head have to be killed? She asked in her head but unfortunately, she was met with silence.

It was not like she would receive an answer even if she asked the question out loud.

She mistakenly turned and met Abigail's gaze which was filled with a silent plea. She won't let them down. Not now, not ever.

She took deep breaths as she closed her eyes remembering what Abigail had taught her some days ago. It was a magic trick that could only be done by the witches of the first order.

She had to do it. She told herself continuously in her head. Opening her eyes, Bernard was taken aback by her eye color which had turned to white, reflecting some kind of light.

The hairs on his arms and legs stood o