CHAPTER 71

A Red Wolf

Though the leaders escaped, along with a few others, one by one, the others fell.

The forest was stained with the dark hue of blood and smelled of raw flesh when they were done.

Some were captured, their limbs bound by glowing restraints woven from a magical tool made specifically to capture witches.

Some were captured to be interrogated by Amanda, while other luckier ones died on those forest grounds.

As the last of the witches fell, Amanda surveyed the aftermath, her eyes taking in the scene with a lot of satisfaction.

“Take them to my torture room,”

She handed over the guide for the restraints binding the captured witches, allowing her wolves to drag them forward for interrogation. She was sure that with a little help, their tongues would loosen.

When the battle against the witches stopped, Matthew turned his attention to Emerald.

He could sense her distress, her heartbeat was pounding so loud it scared him.

The shock of witnessing such carnage and violence