Snapped back to her senses, she hauled into the castle with scurried footsteps, panting heavily as she waltzed through the corridors, although her heart ached slightly at unease that lord Zamiel was alone fighting off the horde of dark witches himself, but she was helpless as a weak human, she'd only be a burden to him if she had stayed anyway.
It was eerily quiet in the corridors, but after a short while of fleeing the dangers outside, she heard a loud thud erupt from the veneer where the fight was taking place.
Even though lord Zamiel had easily slaughtered the dark witches, a cloak of uneasiness still shrouded her as she realized more of them were emerging out of the strange mirror which acted as a teleportation means.
'What if they surpassed him in numerical strength?' she thought inwardly as she nervously linked and unlinked her fingers together, biting her bottom lip in heart wrenching fear.
