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Blood, Sweat and Tears
Onika stared hard at Merlin, her pale eyes, unreadable and a disconcerting look on her face that caused Merlin to squirm a little in her chair. Zeke was strangely quiet, his eyes darting between the two witches but he found himself unwilling to intervene, his instincts warning him to remain silent.
The solitary lamp flickered as a sudden breeze stirred throughout the room, cold enough to cause goosebumps to appear on their flesh but the voodoo witch seemed not to notice. Instinctively, Merlin rubbed her arms and gazed quizzically around the room before turning her gaze back to Onika.
"Ah sacrifice mussi mek, ah blood sacrifice (A sacrifice must be made, a blood sacrifice)", Onika stated, her eyes taking on a faraway look.
"Yuh will overcome much an yai waata will bi shed (You will overcome much and tears will be shed)", she continued speaking, without looking at either of them.
Merlin glanced at Zeke, who seemed utterly mesmerized by Oni
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