Belle could feel the burning scrapes against her skin after she fell on the ground, her body sliding that caused one side of her dress to tear. She didn't stay down though. She stood up and dusted her hands along with her dress.
"You tore my dress," said Belle, her eyebrows knitted together as she took another glance at her dress before looking up at the black witch who had disappeared in front of her to stand behind her on a branch of a tree.
"Did you think because you were a vampire you could get away?" cackled the black witch.
"I guess," Belle replied looking at the witch who smiled with her snake tongue slithering out of her mouth.
"Do not worry. Soon you will be on the ground and be dragged to the coven. You will have fun along with the others."
