Chapter 65

“You tricked me into it, you fooled me!” Accashia screamed like a deranged woman. Not because of anger, but because of guilt. Because whatever the Witch had thrown at her were all true. “You’re the one who tricked me and you’re the one who killed Luntian! You're the one who is guilty!”

Calleb watched and witnessed first hand how the young lady ran towards the Wicked Witch’s direction. Everything happened in slow motion, like fire burning slowly and embers were dancing on the bonfire. Accashia’s eyes burnt with anger, and yet — the Wicked witch had a cold smile on her face.

“Oh, Accashia… you’re as guilty as a rat. And I see it in your eyes. For that — you die, along with your mate!” There was a loud chiming sound and then the Wicked Witch flexed. With a resounding crack, she slammed her staff against the ground and fire began to combust on the dry, withered grass. The Wicked Witch vanishes from the gate as she lets out a loud cackle and only embers of the fire remain.

Flicking, disa