C172 (1/2)

She seemed to like it very much as she hugged it tightly. Maybe the little witch that Maser had always hidden in the attic was the same simple one. What she wanted was nothing more than freedom and happiness.

Guilt was hidden in Davina's eyes. She thought of Tim, the little boy that she deeply liked, and how he was the same age as Josh.

Davina looked at Josh, and suddenly lost the urge to cast her spell. She indifferently accepted it: ”I like classical music, Puccini, Bach, Mozart … I've also learned to play the piano, by the way, but it doesn't make much sense since I've been stuck here. ”

Josh was puzzled, she was not very strong, why was he so unable to accomplish such a simple task, his curious voice sounded, ”Why?”

”Maser was worried that someone would hear the zither,” Davina shrugged her shoulders as she tried to find a reason, ”Listen, this isn't his fault, he just wanted to ensure my safety.”

Josh still couldn't really understand. He looked at Davina and she didn't seem to be in any danger at all. She was very protective of Maser but she was essentially just a little girl.

”Simply put, it's a bunch of crazy witches who want me to sacrifice myself in a blood sacrifice.” Davina was very used to it, she didn't seem to care at all. She had had enough of this life long ago.

”So that's how it is. Don't be too sad …” ”Well, I'm sorry.” Josh had never seen a girl who talked about life and death so calmly. In his previous memory, the most a sixteen year old girl talked about was their skirt and the handsome/sensitive boy next door.

Davina nodded indifferently, she didn't seem to understand Josh's feelings of guilt. She only stressed the facts, ”It doesn't matter, I will eliminate them all, as long as I kill them … Once they no longer exist, everything will return to normal. ”

Davina was very sure of her words. Suddenly, Josh felt that she was very beautiful, the way she smiled, the indifferent concept of life and death, and the weird little witch.

”...” I can go back to my old life … ” Josh stared at the girl's beautiful smile, and said with some anticipation.

Then, Davina's mouth moved, and he continued to roll in pain!

and his [protracted war] had persisted for six whole hours and Josh was almost dead again.

Davina finally breathed a sigh of relief as she fell and sat on the ground. Her snow-white dress was like a bunch of soft white clouds.

”It's over. You, you, you're free.”