Chapter 353 Cruel Mother Have A Plan

“What happened to you? Did you get such a shock after being told the truth?” though the witch passed a mocking comment her face turned pale looking at the beaming face of Hazel.

Something here did not feel right.

“You know what? My mother is cruel to kill her own child twice.” she said with a sour look on her face as she stared at the markings that started glowing, “but she is a smart witch that has survived so long and hid her so well. You should have listened to her advice when she told you to not let your guards down when it comes to me.”

A few seconds ago, Hazel was in extreme pain and his body was burning like fire was burning her veins but she was standing there perfectly fine now.

“Was that all an act?” asked the witch with a snarl. Her whole face had turned redder. She looked angered as she felt she was tricked. But when she checked, her veins were burning.

“No! I was feeling like i could not take breath.” said Hazel with a sigh, “but witches have a good healing power. Did you forget that even if it is dark, I still have all the powers of the witches.”

Hazel had realized that her body could purify all the toxins that had been taken in if given time when the girl had given her a drug.

“My body can heal and purify itself if given time and you have given plenty of that to me.” she cleared for the witches who were still staring at her with confusion.

“Now that the matter is solved.” she said as she tilted her head and then cracked her knuckles filling her face with an eerie look, “let’s get into action.”

Since her body had enough time, she felt like she had taken a long rest and was full of energy.

She casted the spell and her eye turned dark again, losing its iris and sclera. The green color was soon replaced by the black with the darkness covering around her.

Her hair flew high in the air and her feet raised in the air too when a strong gale was produced around her.

The marking had started to glow but she was yet confined by it. It would have been only a matter of seconds since the ritual would have started but the witch was busy in passing sarcastic comments on Hazel and mocking her so she had not casted all the spells yet.

But it only gave a chance to Hazel to rise high into the sky and fly.

A smirk formed on her face when she looked at the confused witch that still could not believe that Hazel had freed herself from such a perfect trap.

“But all the rituals were done, you should have been coughing blood and dying?” said the leader of the witches who was doing all the talking so far with a look of disbelief in her eyes as she continued to stare hard at the flying Hazel that was covered with a layer of winds circling around her making tornadoes.

“Oh my! Did I disappoint you that much?” asked Hazel with a wide grin on her face that was full of arrogance and mockery.

“My mother has warned you!” she asked back as she moved her hands away with a strong force and many witches that were on the ground flew away with force like the dried leaves flew away in the windy night.

“But you were so arrogant and full of yourself that you did not listen to her and took me for granted!” The witch took a step back and looked around as she found the crossbow that Hazel was holding not too long ago.

Without waiting for another second, she threw an arrow on Hazel with her own weapon but the arrow did not touch her.

The strong gale around her threw the arrow too far away no matter how many times she shot Hazel.

The face of the witch had turned pale when Hazel moved her hands again with full force and the next line of the witches already flew again like they had no power at all.

“They were even weaker than humans. It looks like they have consumed quite an energy in making those markings.” said Hazell as she shook her head.

She had already flown away from the markings and her feet had touched the ground again. The eyes of the witch widened in shock when she realized all her friends were already gone but Hazel had kept her in her place as if she wanted to savor her death from her own hands.

“It has nothing to do with me. Your mother wanted you dead. I was just helping my friend.” She hurriedly tried to put all the blame on her mother so that it would turn into their family problem and she could run away from it.

But Hazel just clicked her tongue in her mouth and “tsked!” “you were doing all this to gain power.” She tilted her head as the witch tried to take a step back but fell on the ground when her body bumped into a witch that was lying there unconscious.

She felt on the ground with fear crawling on her face. Hazel was stronger than all of them. She had only accepted to attack her since the plan was too good to fail.

“Do not make killing sound like such a selfless act of friendship and righteousness.” she spat with a cold look on her face.

The woman noticed that the power of the winds had died around her. When Hazel crouched on the ground to look into her eyes, the leader of the witch picked up a dagger from the ground that was in the hands of the unconscious witch and held it tightly in her hands until Hazel came closer.

Just as Hazel crouched on the ground, she stabbed the dagger on her abdomen with a wide grin on her face.

“You are going to die with my hands no matter what trick you play!”