Under the dim light of a dark night, Diana guided Rafael towards a dark hut, the abode of the witch who had stolen Beryllium.
She held his hands while keeping a finger on her lips as if telling him to stay silent when she held the door and just as it was opened..
"Bang!" a strong attack of fire on the door.
But both Diana and Rafael backflipped on the other side.
They both landed several feet away in the large house that looked too small from outside.
They both had a gun ready in their hands when they stopped and scanned the room.
It was dark. The witches were hidden in the dark but another attack on them, told them there were more than three in the room.
"You have come to your death, rafael. Today you are not going to leave this place alive." shouted one of them when he rolled his eyes and pulled the trigger.
