She slowed down a bit when she heard the latter part of the sentence. "...I think my fangs are no longer serving it's functions."
The witch had a concerned face as she dropped the toolkit in her hand and peered into Tabitha's face.
"Looking at you from this angel, you're perfectly fine. I should examine you better in the car, or what do you think?"
Tabitha stayed silent for a while before nodding. "Okay."
However, she didn't leave immediately but pinned her eyes at the now empty living room. "How was the ritual?"
"It was fine and a little draining for the man." As the witch said that, a light flickered past her eyes.
Unexpectedly, Tabitha reached out and heaved her by the neck. "I do know about the prophecy and the resentment your people has towards them. That is why I'm going
