Those dried lips was smiling wickedly while her hands took a strong grips onto the old man's throats and hanged him in the air with her bare hand. Those strangling feet didn't stopped her action cause She didn't care about those struggles and suffers he got from those little torment. with a single glare he set Milo on fire she chuckles evilly.

The Villagers was trembling. Kneeling in fears asking for forgiveness. It wasn't their fault they only did what they had been told.

Lita threw Milo away. she sat down for a moment. Took a sip of wine from the bottle she puts on her hips. She spits those wine on the ground. " I can't feel anything.." she cried.
"this is all your fault..it's not mine..but why I do I feel guilty?"

The villagers took the chance of running away while Lita spoke to her sister. She is weird as they said, always daydreaming, spout out something people don't even know nor understand. But what she said, will be revealed to be a truth. That why she was called a witch. Her words were hers, what she wants will be hers, could be undone by hers, no one knew who she really is except for Jones.

it was only a couple of minutes Lita told Milo to confront her, that began to beg for forgiveness,
he seems afraid, his sight might f
differ from them as soon as he looked her know the eyes.

" this is the end of us I think, those prophecy seems true, we were the one that brings suffers to our kind.. will your daughter become our saviour then" Lita lay down next to her sister. she hugged Laila, while thinking she's still alive.
those frozen body still the same as it was, she felt very sad.she covers her face.
"damn you..this is not a gift..this is no a miracle..maybe I am a witch..witch doesn't meant for a happy ending..right? "

"WHEN I DON'T WANT THING'S TO HAPPEN THEY DID! BUT WHEN I WANT IT TO HAPPEN..they won't...shit..i hate this"