Hearing a snap of twig not too far from where she stood, Isabelle didn't turn her head but stood where she had stopped. Bending down, she placed the lantern that she had turned off, allowing the darkness to engulf her surroundings.
She didn't move for a very long time until she heard someone running towards her. The black witch had turned herself to her natural appearance from the human skin she had adorned to the scaly hard skin which would scare a human. It bared its mouth at her but Isabelle moved her hands and legs with agile to kick the black witch's stomach and then throw the person across a tree next to her. With a bump, the black witch fell down but things like this were measly things that didn't hurt the black witch.
