I'm not a witch

Emberlynn puffed out a breath, her gaze holding Selena steadily. How was she going to kill her?

She didn't know how, but she was confident she could. Even though she had only realized how powerful she was just yesterday, she believed taking down Selena would be an easy task.

"You can?" Selena asked, amusement lacing her voice.

Emberlynn didn't respond; she felt Damien behind her, and he placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Emberlynn," Damien started, but she cut him off.

"I believe I am meant to face her off," Emberlynn stated, and Damien creased his brows.

Even though she had helped him break his curse, which was only just yesterday, he wondered how she would be able to fight a witch who'd been existing for a hundred years and dabbling with dark magic.

"Ember..." He started again, but she nudged him.

"I said I can face her off," Emberlynn's voice was firm. The firmest he had ever heard it.

Damien nodded, taking a step back from her but ensuring he was in close proximity if he needed help.