She Belongs To The Devil

The moment Tabitha was hit by the lightning and she began to bleed, something stirred inside Sybil.

Sybil was mad seeing that pitiful state of the one person that she looked up to. Lillian had already taken everything from her, her voice, her freedom, and her old life. And the very thought of having to lose something more at the hands of that same cruel Queen was unacceptable for her.

Her hair began to freely float behind her as though they were venomous snakes ready to bite the dark witch. Her eyes were burning with anger, and her hands were controlling the branches of weeping willow as if they were her extended hands.

"I won't let you hurt any more people. I will kill you if I have to." Sybil screamed in her mind and pushed her palms forward. Two huge branches shot out from the willow tree at a great speed and wrapped Lillian before she was able to sense their presence.

Sybil then raised both of her hands and slammed them down with great force. The willow branches copied her hand movements and slammed Lillian down on the muddy ground.

Tabitha also fell to the ground, unconscious. She had expended a lot of her energy and had taken a heavy blow from Lillian. And she could not hold it any longer.

A few of the witches ran towards their High Priestess to heal her while some of them were working on the cracks on the barriers.

Sybil on the other hand was pouring out all those years of pent-up anger on Lillian. 

"You made me do your dirty work!" Sybil raised her hand again, raising the entangled Lillian. "And to hide your own crime…" she tightened the branches' grip around Lillian making a few of her bones crack, "… you cut my tongue and left me to die!"

Lillian let out an agonizing scream as she was being crushed like she was nothing but a dry leaf.

Sybil then mercilessly slammed Lillian against the barrier, on the ground, on the trees, and everywhere while letting out inaudible screams.

The sweet and gentle Sybil looked like a Devil incarnate at the moment.

No matter how powerful Lillian was as a witch, her body was still that of an old lady. She cracked a few more bones of her ribcage. And one of her legs got fractured when she got hit against the tree trunk.

Because of the constant slamming, she got a lot of wounds and cuts. The dark sorceress's blood splattered everywhere and with each drop of blood that was shed, and the scream that she let out, Sybil was getting a great sense of satisfaction.

When Sybil kept on slamming Lillian down like she was a scarecrow, she disrupted the negative energy that Lillian was channeling through her. Thus, the storm clouds that were sparkling with lightning bolts slowly began to dissipate.

Those who were outside the barrier got to see how Lillian was getting thrown around like a ragdoll.

Even though Lillian had never really treated her guards well, they found it difficult to digest that cruel scene in front of them. They looked the other way while Adeline, Theodore, and Raphael were greatly enjoying the show.

Adeline's keen eyes were following the tree branches. She was clutching the hilt of her sword and her eyes had a different spark in them.

The Princess looked up in the sky and thought, "Mother, are you watching this? Your murderer is finally getting what she deserves. I hope you are at peace now, mother... if you weren't already in peace."

She was feeling a different kind of emotion that she had never felt before. She couldn't quite explain what she was feeling but she liked it.

Adeline would have loved it if she was the one to beat up the murderer of her mother.

However, she was no witch. She was well aware that Lillian would be able to crack her neck with one swift movement of her hand. So she left that task to the experts and just satisfied herself by watching Lillian getting beaten to a pulp.

Edwin was a little far away so he didn't clearly witness the brutality of the witches against his mother.

Back inside the barrier, Sybil was not even letting Lillian take a breather. She knew that the moment she would let go of Lillian, that witch would be able to heal herself and wreak havoc.

So she was constantly beating her up and waiting for her fellow witches to heal their High Priestess completely. She was only planning to let go of Lillian after the rest of the witches created the magic circle in Lillian's carriage so as to transport her back to Wyverndale.

Lillian, on the other hand, was not going to give up just because she was being tied up by the willow branches. She was a dark sorceress after all. And a powerful one at that. So even though she was unable to channel the dark energy at the moment, she still had several other tricks up her sleeves.

For a fraction of a second, she managed to make eye contact with the weeping willow and she screamed, "Ignis ardeat!"

The moment she said those words, huge flames of fire engulfed the willow tree.

Sybil's concentration was broken by the sudden heat from the flames that almost caught her as well. And she ended up freeing Lillian from her grip.

Lillian fell down from a height with a thud. She was still hurt very badly so she couldn't stand up immediately. She kept on staying still for a while so that she could gather up her strength.

The fire was starting to spread at a rapid rate. If nothing was done then there was a chance that the whole creek would be burned down. Thus, Sybil took the time to bring a wave of water from the Ethereal River to put off the fire.

While Sybil was busy with the fire, Lillian was healing her broken leg so that she could stand and fight back. She healed her leg in no time and began to heal her ribcage.

However, before Lillian could completely heal herself, Sybil was ready to fight Lillian again. She controlled the grasses around Lillian to restrain her. The grasses grew in length as well as strength.

They crawled up on Lillian's ankles and knees, and her legs were pinned down.

They were starting to crawl up on her body as well but Lillian quickly pointed her palms towards her legs and chanted a counterspell, "Vanesco."

The grasses that were around Lillian all darkened and withered away.

Without missing a beat, she turned to look at Sybil and pointed her palm as if they were claws. She made a swift slash while looking at Sybil's body.

The moment she did that, five deep large cuts appeared across Sybil's chest. Sybil's white gown absorbed her blood and it turned red within a fraction of seconds. Soon, blood began to drip out of those wounds.

Sybil was caught by surprise so for a fraction of a second, she couldn't think nor could she move. But in the next second, she managed to snap out of it. Slowly and painfully, she lifted her hands towards her chest.

She was about to heal herself but Lillian made three consecutive moves across the same place, making the wounds deeper and deeper each time she did that.

By the end of the fourth move, Sybil's bones were sliced through. And her hearts and lungs also bore the damage. Blood was flowing nonstop from her chest down to her whole body. Her white gown had completely turned red.

Everything happened so fast for Sybil that she didn't even have time to scream in pain. The extreme blood loss made her collapse on the ground before she could even heal herself and fight back.

Lillian finally got some time to breathe. Some of the other witches began attacking Lillian but they were nothing but fly in comparison to her. She simply created a barrier around her so as to heal herself completely.

She placed her palm on her chest and closed her eyes. She then began to heal her cracked ribcage. The plants that were inside Lillian's barrier all died as though Lillian had taken their life force to heal.

Lillian healed herself to her original health. She then flung her eyes open.

Her eyes were filled with the desire to kill one person - Adeline.

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