Thirty-three

Waking up in strange places is something i was already used to. So when i opened my eyes and looked around the strange room, i wasn't even surprised at all.

Wait is it a room?. I took in the dirt on the cemented floor which smelt like piss and shit i then noticed the heavy iron bars in front of me and that's when i realized i was in a cell. I took my hands up to hold the bars and try to break it off with a spell but a pain passed through my wrists.

I looked down and noticed heavy metal cuffs laced on my wrists. I whispered a spell but nothing happened.

Where the hell am i? I still closed my eyes and loudly whispered a spell but nothing happened.

"Oh dear i wouldn't waste my energy casting spells" a feminine voice stated. I heard footsteps grow closer and she stopped right in front of my cell.

Her aura oozed strong black magic and i knew she was the witch helping the wolves.

"Who the hell are you" i snarled.

"Oh I'm Morgana the strongest witch you will ever meet" she laughed. "