Crane's face turned in pain when the person behind him, pushed the stake further. On a closer look, Belle realised it wasn't a log of wood but a metal rod that was used on him. She quickly looked around to see the number of witches who stood out in the open. A bonfire was lit at the corner.
"I am disappointed with you, Preciosa," said the same man who had handed the flask to her before she had left the church, "I was expecting you to be on our side. Not to help the demon instead. Betraying your own kind. Why would you do that?"
Preciosa didn't answer but stared at Crane who was being tortured across from where she laid.
"I told you she was going to change sides," said a woman, walking to stand behind the girl who was tied, "She has crossed the limits by not obeying our words. Imagine what would have happened if we weren't informed about it?" she asked the man.
The man shook his head, "Preciosa, answer me," he said, disappointment in his voice.
