"Don't want it?" Silja tilted her head as if she had never heard Angerboda asking anything. She tightened her grip on the broom and the weapon started to crumble like dust in her hand.
Angerboda's eyes widened..…"Noooo.." But it was too late.
That broom wasn't an ordinary broom. Angerboda has prepared it with so much power.
"What have you done?" The witch yelled and ran towards Silja. Silja didn't move an inch from her place, instead, she just raised her hand and her eyes roamed around.
She chanted some spells and the whole ground started to shake.
Silja looked down and saw small pebbles and stones start to rise from the ground.
The witch raised her hand and the stone raised in the air like weightless things to their chest level.
"Haa," the witch then pushed her hand in the direction of Silja. And just with that everything flew in the direction of Silja.
