Witch

In the dark of night. His body was slowly conforming to that of a statue. He had been losing himself to the witch’s will. His body wasn’t fighting anymore. He opened his eyes and saw the black raven crouching next to Catherine. His eyes turned to Juniper.  Your promises don’t mean anything. Never again would he disappoint her. Not now, not ever. He hit the suddenly, gaining full awareness of his body. His claws protruded. He got a hold of his motors. The witch noticed he regained his strength. She stood up and pointed at him about to mutter a spell.       “You damn witch!” he jumped and spread out his claws mid-air. He came down on her, and unfortunately, she disappeared into a dark smoke. She blurred his vision and left him disarrayed. Xander meandered around lowering to the ground to get a feeling of Catherine. It was pitch black. He couldn’t see a thing. His senses were heightened. The witch phased around him. He grew infuriated by her hollow appearance around him.  He made a step f