The black witch growled at both of them for catching and tying her. Lucas didn't move from where he stood, his hands in his pocket as he observed both the women. One who was tied around the tree and another who was standing free and next to him.
"Where did you get strings from?" Portia looked surprised and startled by the weapon being used.
"I asked one of the church members in the Bonelake to make one for me. Thought it was much more useful when I had to catch someone. Had to bribe the young white witch to make it for me as the white witches are supposed to work only for the council and not non-councilmen." He answered, walking around the tree to make sure the wire had made the trick like rope which was made of thin silver, he finally came to stand in front of the black witch.
"How are you feeling?" Lucas asked the black witch who looked more than mad and wanting to rip their heads off their body.
