Chapter 120

I waited anxiously as the sound of thumping footsteps echoed in the tunnel. All the witches present there were already dead and some were convulsing and then I noticed Dad’s dark wisp doing the dirty work. Dad’s smoke tendrils were soaking up witches' powers and making them lose their age. Dad saw me looking at him and he smiled. “This is a long battle, Daisy, I need my powers and they have a lot to spare. I need to be in my best form to fight Morax, but as you know fighting him would be hard. Because he is my brother he knows things that make me vulnerable as well as things that make me strong. I can’t take the risk. Trust me I am not the bad guy here.” Dad hurried and explained it to me. “I was not doubting you but I was just confused, you don’t have to explain,” I assured him. “But you were giving me that look,” Dad said and I frowned. “What look? What are you talking about?” I asked in confusion. “The resting bitch face,” Mason piped in. “I don’t…” I started to say but Michael inte