Nathair

When the light clears, Janice and I stand before the witch queen. Sitting on her throne. Her expression bored. "I was wondering when you'd appear" she addresses us. Feeling the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I leap behind me and in one swoop, slice the throats of the silently chanting witches behind us. 

The witch queen rises, anger flashes across her face. She waves her hand to us and a ball of energy knocks Janice to the floor. I remain standing but I will admit, it really hurt. As my skin heals before her, she let's out a frustrated scream. 

"Tell me your grace, why switch sides? What offer could the serpentine make that would render you a fool?" I ask stepping forward. Janice has managed to pull her self up. Electricity flowing on her fingers. 

"I suggest you cuff your witch before I have her executed" The witch queen says amused. She sits back down and crosses her legs. "The serpentine did not make me an offer. However, another made me see s