Penny and the rest of the party stared at the witch who had turned to dust.
For a witch to turn to dust because of getting burnt or killed by the silver bullets wasn't anything new but since Penny had met the male witcher in the house fo the magistrate, she didn't understand why her needles nor the bullets had helped when it came to killing them completely, which was how the body had been taken to the council for Murkh to take a look at it.
Knowing and understanding that the witch had been operated to turn to a vampire, Penny had created the potion of poison accordingly for the black witches which had worked like a charm.
"Witches are not supposed to be taking part in the council," she heard the vampire who was leaning against the tree speak to no one in particular. His face was contorted in pain as he tried to catch his breath, "What's going on, and what was that thing?!"
