Chapter 35 Remembering Belial

• [Third Person’s POV]
• “You have got to be fucking kidding me, Glinda. How the hell is she your granddaughter? How can your weak magic produce such a powerful witch?” Her eyes quickly turned red, and her fingertips emitted red flames, aiming at Glinda..
• “Whoa. Easy, Mathy.” She shrieked, releasing a slowly spinning wind to counter Mathilda’s sudden strike on her in a fit of anger. Her vortex trapped Mathilda’s flames, which only angered the blood witch further.