CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE

As Claude continued to chase Tasha she noticed something very strange that would have made her stop in her tracks if it didn’t mean she would lose Tasha. Her skin was…loosing its color! She would have just said she was pale but this wasn’t the case. Tasha wasn’t just pale in the way that people go because they’re sick or as a reaction to something…Tasha’s skin looked unsightly; like a pale bluish green.

Since she was only seeing the parts of Tasha’s body that wasn’t concealed by her clothes, Claude increased her speed, hoping she could catch up with Tasha and see what on earth was going on. Tasha ran into an incomplete looking stone building and Claude followed her and her hopes were answered when Tasha tripped on something and fell. It gave Claude the chance to finally catch up with her.

She grabbed Tasha’s hand and it felt slippery and weird and she was so repulsed that she would’ve let go of it if she didn’t absolutely need to restrain the witch. If she was repulsed by the feel of