Chapter 39. A meeting at the black market

Unexpectedly, her body started levitating in the air, and she snapped her eyes downward at the duo, who were flabbergasted to see her in that way...

" What kind of a witch is this?"

The duo had the same thought in mind.

" The last ingredient is the right eye of a short eagle!"

Anabelle and Vera were flummoxed to hear this, and they frowned.

" I have never heard of that," Anabelle replied and glanced at her mother. " Do you know what that is?

Vera didn't answer her. Her focus was solely on the floating Opal.

" What kind of an ingredient is that? And how will the right eye of a short eagle help in this kind of thing?" She couldn't connect the situation with what opal just mentioned.

Opal was irritated with Vera's questions, and her eyes turned blazing and intimidating! " What do you know”?! You don't question a witch! Or, do you want me to turn you into rats like your pinky daughter said?"

Vera scowled and pursed her lips.

" I will get it then."

" No!" Opal's voice thundere