Elle

The mistress's pov

“Phantom!” I yelled in frustration for about the hundredth time, focusing all my magic on that one, small, insignificant spell that was proving impossible for me.

“Damn it! What am I doing wrong?!” I whisper yelled at myself, watching my hands like they weren't doing what they were supposed to.

“I never thought I'd see the day you failed at something” Minerva's taunting cackle scared the living day lights out of me.

“Don't sneak up on me like that!” I growled, tilting my head to the side to look at her through the corner of my eye.

“Seriously?! The sound of my voice is what scared you? Not this creepy, dark cave, miles into the dark woods that belong to fucking Pixies?” Her sarcastic questions made me roll my eyes.

I didn't bother responding or explaining myself, knowing her, she'd find a way to use it against me.

Keeping my gaze focused on the scroll before me, I ignored her, and why wouldn't I? I didn't owe her anything!

“How did you find this shit hole anyway?