“Is this going to hurt?” Charlotte asked, nervously eyeing the hammer in Sabrina’s hand.
“No. It might feel strange, but as far as I know, it shouldn’t hurt,” Sabrina replied.
“That’s not exactly comforting,” Charlotte said, her voice going a bit high pitched.
“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” Liam asked Sabrina. Charlotte could detect the underlying threat in his words, and so could Sabrina based on the way she tensed and the fact that Hazel started growling.
“If you don’t want my help, you’re welcome to leave,” she said coolly.
Liam sighed. “I just want to make sure Charlotte’s going to be okay,” he told her.
“My mother was an Enchanter, and she described the process in her Grimoire,” Sabrina explained with an annoyed edge to her tone. “According to her, transferrin
