Semua Bab The Witches Legacy : Bab 11 - Bab 13

Jack's POVThe witch’s movements were swift and unyielding as she tossed Simon’s limp body onto the cold stone table in the center of the room. His body hit the surface with a sickening thud, and I could barely breathe as she stood over him, methodically picking up the gleaming axe. The metal reflected dimly in the low light, and a chill ran through me. I was powerless, trapped in place by the witch’s dark magic, my body frozen in fear.Simon stirred weakly, his eyes wide with terror as he realized what was about to happen. His chest rose and fell in rapid breaths, but his limbs wouldn’t obey him. He tried to speak, but no words came out—only a faint whimper. My throat tightened, and my heart began to pound as I watched the witch raise the axe above her head.“Simon!” I tried to scream, but my voice was lost in the suffocating silence. My chest felt like it was caving in, every second dragging on forever.With a swift motion, the witch brought the axe down, slicing through Simon’s bod

Jack's POVI grabbed Beth’s hand, pulling her toward the stairs, every muscle in my body screaming in pain. We were almost there. Almost free. The front door loomed ahead, a promise of escape. We stumbled forward, our breaths ragged, our bodies barely holding together.Then, just as we were about to step through, Beth was yanked from my grasp."Beth!" I screamed, whirling around.She was there—held aloft by the hair, her feet dangling inches above the ground. The witch stood behind her, grinning, her hollow eyes locked onto mine. Beth thrashed, clawing at the iron grip around her scalp, but it was useless.My stomach lurched as the witch’s jaw unhinged unnaturally wide, her rotten teeth bared, aiming for Beth’s neck."Wait, wait! Please wait!" I cried, desperation clawing at my throat. "Don’t do this—take me instead! Please, take me!"Tears blurred my vision as I stared into the witch’s dead, soulless eyes. My hands trembled at my sides. I would do anything, anything, to keep Beth ali