In the next moment, a knight swiftly ran in front of her, caught her by the throat with his iron-like hand and lifted her up.
The physical strength of the knights was too formidable. Just by sprinting at full speed, it was difficult for human eyes to keep track of them. The witch apprentice obviously couldn't activate her Spirit Vision.
The Purple Witch arrogantly walked over and gloated, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Bluffing, are you?"
"Wherever I am, I am the big shot who dictates the situation. Your witch apprentice society that I have no idea where it comes from is not worthy of possessing the Elemental Flower. Hand it over quickly, or else, I will massacre your village."
The apprentice witch's face turned beet red.
She was nearly suffocating.
She wanted to fight back, but the knight's hand seemed like a hand of steel, a heartless hand, leaving her with no alternatives.
