Penny struggled to get away from it, but whatever this thing was only started to squeeze her and with her one hand still out, she slipped the needle she had made to push it into the tentacles body. The needle was a small one while each tentacle grew long and thick like a snake's body that was ten-twenty times thicker in diameter.
"Your little tricks won't work on me. Do you think you have worked with a creature like me? I might be a black witch but I am an improved version that you cannot beat. None of you can," said the black witch continuing to laugh at their child-like antics, "I will make sure you have the bloodiest death."
"Why are you doing this?" Penny shouted in pain as her body started to be squeezed further and further where she hardly keep up with and was worried she would either be squished in the coils or would stop breathing, "You already have the touch of black magic in you. What is the point of harming innocent people and sacrificing them?"
