Mama Mariah and the other witches who were with Elowyn started, scared but she motioned for them to not be afraid.

The moment three witches grabbed Elowyn, their confidence cracked.

Her hands snapped up and clamped around the wrists of two unlucky ones.

A wet, sizzling sound filled the chamber.

Acid poured down their arms like molten rain.

The women screamed-raw, piercing, helpless.

The RuthValis witches finally leaned back with quiet, knowing smiles.

Haspan's witches stood ...