บท 313: Chapter Two Hundred And Thirteen: Taken

"Shouldn't they be attacking us?" Daniel was concerned when the witches just kept staring at them, chanting nonstop.

They had all come out of the safety of their house to fight them head-on.

"The best defense is to attack before they attack," Lia said and moved to the front.

She took in a deep breath, positioned herself, and screamed, pouring out all the negative emotions in her on them.

Everyone behind her crouched down, shielding their ears with their palm until she was through, panting heavily.

They all stood up, hoping to see the destroyed witches but to their greatest shock, the witches were up on their feet. The grass beneath their feet was cleared and the land scorched but the witches were unharmed.

"How is that possible?" Lia was stricken with fear.

"Maybe your powers have lost their effectiveness," Devon was smug, stepping out from amongst them to land her strike.