Chapter 82 - Coven Against Coven

It had taken the Valtheon witches longer than they had expected to be confined to the cave. When at last the boulder moved, Lyssa took the lead, hurrying into the woods with the others at her heels, her dark robes following. Even though they were still tense from being trapped, they went swiftly because they wanted to return to Valtheon before anyone could find them. Tall trees threw lengthy shadows in the early morning light, and the woods were deep. They ran in silence, the smell of damp earth and moss in the air, their footsteps soft against the woodland floor. They breathed in quick spurts, feeling a vice-like pressure of desperation. However, Lyssa abruptly stopped as they approached the wood's edge, her sharp eyes catching sight of something out of the ordinary. "Wait," she said in a low but firm voice. The other witches stopped next to her and stared at her confused, "What is it?" Anika asked as she brushed her dark hair away from her eyes. Lyssa held up her hand and ges