168 This time, I get to say...

Mirabai stood in the middle of what looked like a disaster. Around her were burning and falling houses, and several screams of witches being tortured by their kind. She had taken control of most of the warrior witch's minds, and now the whole forest had turned upside down with no one to protect them.

Being able to control minds was something extraordinary even for the extraordinary.

The Crown witch had already defeated William, but he was still atop the hill holding himself back, trying to keep a firm distance from Mirabai. He could already feel the strength and area of her powers and was struggling to keep himself from being controlled.

Her voice was in his head, it surrounded him, it was everywhere. Her control was gradually getting the best of him, and he had to keep his complete focus to keep from turning into one of her puppets.