White witches in the land of Mythweald were not prone to black witches which had turned them soft compared to the other white witches who knew how to defend because of the constant conflict. He struggled to get out of her hold but it was to no avail. Laurae enjoyed twisting his arm and she pulled up close to push him against the carved walls that had ridges on it. She pushed his head back and forth. Hitting his head until he started to lose consciousness with the number of times his head had collided.
When the black witch let him go, the father of the church stumbled down on the ground. His head hurting and blood over his white clothes that had started to drip from his mouth and head due to the cut.
"You're going to hell," the man stated when Laurae came to sit next to him.
