Laura's desperate cries reverberated through the room, each word a plea for salvation as she continued to battle to contain Ethan's frantic movements. "Lilith! Lilith!" Her voice rang out, fueled by a mixture of fear and urgency.
Tears teetered on the brink of her lashes, her gaze flickering between Ethan's agonized form and the entrance, her heart racing like a drumbeat.
As if summoned by her plea, Lilith burst into the room like a bolt of lightning, her features etched with worry. Time was of the essence, and Lilith wasted no moment.
Behind her, the coven of witches followed, halting at the threshold, their expressions mirroring the shock that had struck Laura, Anna, and Nora upon witnessing the distressing scene.
Lilith's grace belied her urgency as she closed the gap between herself and Ethan in an instant. Her knees met the floor with a soft thud as she took swift command of the situation.