"Sabrina, I'm telling you that me being here is a waste of my talent. I should be out there on the battlefield, fighting for glory, fighting for the freedom of our people; vampires, werewolves, witches, mediums, we all deserve a seat in the council and that is what we are fighting for!"
"Get out of my way, "Sabrina was the least affected by his motivational speech, nudging him out of her path.
She never intended releasing his mouth but the magic wore off since it was timed.
Ben didn't give up, "You said it yourself, Sabrina, I'm a medium, and what better place can I be other than a battlefield - an abundance of dead bodies. You might say I would not be able to protect myself but I worked on my powers and each time I possess a ghost, I'm stronger and faster, it's like I'm a vampire but through an interdimensional manipulation - "
"Hand me the crow would ya?" Sabrina interrupted him.
