30. Nice Joke Dude

I sat there half naked looking at the creature, who I still didn't know who he was, fighting with the figures.

But I didn't think the golden eyes held any chance in front of witches. They could just by one spell- wait they were inside the room which was built with black stones. This meant they could not do magic and oh, it was so amazing to think about it.

I tugged hard on the ropes, but they remained the same, what should I do?

I looked at the guy who was in front of me, his neck, he had a chain which held something sharp. I pulled it to see the small knife attached to it. 'What does he do with this?' And to think I was fighting with him when he had a knife. Gosh, such an idiot I was.

After cutting the robes and taking the wolf's long shirt, I walked behind the figures quietly hooking both arms around each of the witch's necks. A look of anguish crossed my face because touching the two of them made me feel sick internally like my inside was burni