"W-What do you want from me?" Malika stuttered, her voice croaked unable to suppress the fear she felt.
"Let's go." The green-eyed witch ordered with an air of authority the others did not seem to have. She immediately figured out that she was the leader or perhaps the dark witch queen, after all, she possessed a more powerful aura than the others.
As the queen had ordered, they prepared to leave. She saw the other witches conjure up a full-body-sized mirror that materialized from within whirling dark mists.
A few of the witches went through the mirror acting as a portal to their lair, and then the one tugging at her hair started pushing her towards it.
"Stop! No, let go!!" She wailed hysterically, terror visible in her striking eyes as she thrashed her limbs in vain.
