The moment Tabitha was hit by the lightning and she began to bleed, something stirred inside Sybil.
Sybil was mad seeing that pitiful state of the one person that she looked up to. Lillian had already taken everything from her, her voice, her freedom, and her old life. And the very thought of having to lose something more at the hands of that same cruel Queen was unacceptable for her.
Her hair began to freely float behind her as though they were venomous snakes ready to bite the dark witch. Her eyes were burning with anger, and her hands were controlling the branches of weeping willow as if they were her extended hands.
"I won't let you hurt any more people. I will kill you if I have to." Sybil screamed in her mind and pushed her palms forward. Two huge branches shot out from the willow tree at a great speed and wrapped Lillian before she was able to sense their presence.
