87 Chapter 87: The Scary Witch

"Imagine that, hoping to outwit me, and then make a clean escape." Monica Tramonte declared, appearing behind them.

"Darn it." Thomas muttered anxiously, while Jorael implored for assistance:

"I can't mend her, we need your aid!"

"I've had enough of your malevolent Demon speech.

Silence!" The Storm Witch commanded, casting a silence spell.

Once the heptagram materialized, Jorael's voice began to fade, rendering his Magic impotent.

"Pant... pant...

It was a gamble, you possess substantial Magic and nearly counteracted the spell.

...but it was worth the risk." Monica confessed, collapsing to her knees, drained from her magical exertion.

Jorael tried to speak, but it was in vain.

"I think I'll take my leave. Goodbye." Thomas announced as he ran off with the Princess.

'Damn it!

Hear me out, Madam!

I'm innocent' Jorael communicated to her telepathically.

"Pant... pant...