The witch tilted her head, amusement flickering in her dark eyes.
**“You thought it, did you?”** she murmured mockingly. **“Unfortunately for you, I need your blood to call back my deity from the underworld.”**
Jennifer's eyes widened in sheer, **unfiltered horror.**
**“But—I—”**
**“And let’s be honest,”** the witch continued, her voice as smooth as silk. **“I was never going to give you her powerful blood, anyway. That’ll be mine. All mine.”**
Jennifer’s body spasmed violently. Her knees buckled, her feet barely scraping against the floor as she kicked uselessly. The black tendrils coiled tighter, squeezing the life out of her inch by inch.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream, her face twisting in agony. **Her once-golden skin turned pale, then gray, then an unnatural sh
