Back in Morde Manor, Vladimira Morde clutched her chest as her legs failed her. She droped onto her knees, as she stared into the piercing blue eyes of the girl in front of her.
"Liar." The girl said, not afraid of the dying woman in front of her. She punched the woman, so that she fell back, hitting her head.
The girl snarled at Vladimira, hatred across her face. She grabbed hold of the knife in Vladimira's chest and muttered two words. "Occidere eam."
Blue sparks appeared from the hands of the girl, and they travelled through the metal of the knife, electrocuting Vladimira.
The girl grinned cruelly, watching Vladimira's life go. She and the boy watching in the corner, were the only one's who heard Vladmira's last words. "Your sister is alive."
The girl kicked Vladimira's lifeless body and smiled at the boy.
"Well, at least that's over." The boy said. His blond hair appeared dark in the dimly lit room.
The girl nodded. Strands of brown hair had loosened from the ponytail, framing her face. "And now we find the three witches."
She left the bedroom and made her way to her own, stuffing her remaining belongings in her backpack. "Ready, Maln?"
Maln nodded and followed the girl out of the Manor. Maln thought it was a shame to burn down such a wonderful Manor, but their safety was more important.
That night, the small town of Summersteen was burnt down. Most had survived but the dead were never forgotten. Miles away, Maln Wud and Harn Sparks were driving to a safehouse.
"Morgause Derna." Harn rolled her eyes as she read from the piece of paper. "Well, we'll soon have Wisdom on our side."
"Darius should help us out with finding her."
"Great. We'll have all 3 witches on our side soon and then we'll be able to avenge my sister's death."