The Bone Witch gasped, her white eyes widening as the nails drove deeper into her chest. Black blood spilled down her gown, dripping down into the earth. She raised her staff to fight, but had no strength left.
She held the Derailed witch hand… "Sister, why?" Blood trickled down the side of her lips
The Derailed witch leaned closer, her lips curling into a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Sister? How could you call me that, after lying to me all this time?" She growled with anger.
"Lie?" The Bone witch leaned closer, their forehead touching.
"You knew about the Chosen… you knew about the Lycan King's magical heart, but you lied to me, even when you were going to attack them, you didn't bring me along." The derailed witch's expression changed to one of pain and betrayal.
