"If she had been cooperative, I would not have had to do that!" A little greying woman said, to the two other women standing in the room. Though her figures were hidden by a large black cloak, it was easy to spot that she was not the most healthy of the women.
"Stop thinking it mattered." Said the youngest of the women, her sleak blonde hair only going to her chin. "The little p***k deserved it." A loud clap of thunder came as the girl narrowed her dark eyes on the seemingly lifeless body the women surrounded.
"Priscilla!" The last woman said, her blonde hair falling to the floor as she stood with a hand on the dead girl's hand. "Kailua is just worried about the girl. She did kill her."
"Aw, Aggy. She's too weak for her own good. Why is she even here." Priscilla said, siddling up to Agatha. "The weak die sooner, let's get a better witch to join us."
"Prissy!" Kailua said, looking up at her from under the hood of her cloak, a strand of long silky grey hair falling in front of her left eye. "You know very well you cannot get rid of me."
As Kailua pushed the strand of hair away from her eye, there was a vacant whole where her eye should have been. Her face turned into a hideous grin. "Leave me," Her voice had turned from that of an old woman, to that of a demonic young man, "And you shall never get what you wish."
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