Sorsha hissed as a s***h of Celeste’s talons caught her arm. It wasn’t a deep cut but it stung nonetheless. She watched dispassionately as blood trickled down her arm. This was the first injury she was getting after Celeste and Helena decided to go against Selah’s orders and k!ll her then and there. She turned her eyes to the groaning witch by her feet.
Helena was already dispatched off, at the moment she was on the ground nursing a profusely bleeding arm. Her eyes were no longer red but a dull brown. Sorsha pushed Helena away from her by her foot.
“Told you not to underestimate me, Fae,” Celeste cackled as she charged toward her. She never cared that her coven member was bleeding to de@th on the ground.
“Yeah, well, I have had enough warm-up,” Sorsha replied as she stood still. “You
