#Chapter184
Lori had been taken down by a witch, and he didn't seem to enjoy the idea of it. He tried to kick her foot but she slammed his head down to the floor using telekineses.
She smirked and moved closer to his face, /"I absolutely...hate men,/"
He slammed his forehead to hers and she fell back. He got up and ran away. She touched her forehead, her eyes full of rage, and she screamed. Lori ran out of the halls, and back to the front door. He opened it but it closed right back. He turned back, /"Come back here,/" She looked at him from the end of the hallways.
He bore his claws behind his back, /"No,/"
But suddenly, he felt his body moving on its own, /"What the hell,/"
He was about to strike her when she rose him in the air and threw him at the wall. The wall broke and he fell out of the cottage, on the grass. The celebration stopped and all the other witches stood and looked at him.
/"What is that?/"