COUNCIL MEMBER GROVES
The witch had beaten me until I was bruised and bloody. She had used magic to throw me around like a rag doll. I hadn’t even had the chance to get one hit of my own in. Even after the beating that I had taken, I had still refused to break, so she had shut me into a silver cage. It had no door, just silver bars that had magically appeared around me. She had made it small enough that I had to sit scrunched up on the floor. I could feel my leg beginning to cramp, and I needed to stretch it, but I knew that doing so would mean burning myself on the bars of the cage. She enjoyed watching me and enjoyed the pain it caused me.
She had been angry when she had arrived, but the beating had been triggered by a phone call that she had made. I had no idea who she was talking t
