Chapter 247: The Dark Witch

Anastasia stumbled back. The girl's body was ebony, as if it was made from black frosted glass that was broken and then reconstructed. Her skin shone under the moonlight. She floated in the air, her raven irises between the white pools, focused on Anastasia. Her white hair and white eyebrows were in contrast to her ebony skin.

Anastasia's heart plummeted to her stomach. 

The witch's dark tongue forked out from her cracked lips. She said, "I am the dark witch." She floated nearer to sniff her, her pointy white teeth clacking as she breathed. She circled Anastasia and went to stand right behind her. "Aren't you dying to know who I am?" Her claws lengthened and she dug them in Anastasia's arms. 

"Ahhh!" Anastasia cried. She tried to get out of her clutches, but the more she tried, the more the witch dug her claws in her flesh. "Leave me!" she shrieked, trying to summon her magic. But nothing surfaced.