Holy Lady (3)

“You have still not told me what you want.” Ku Jian said and the blood witch chuckled.

“Biding your time? Still waiting for someone to save you?” she asked.

“You have still not told me.” Ku Jian repeated coldly.

“Then die with that regret.” the blood witch nodded and Ku Jian felt the spell change. Roots sprung from the floor and latched onto her. Ku Jian waved her hands in circles.

“iil eztu oi.” she muttered and the roots seemed to melt as they approached her. But her spell was not yet as strong as the combined strength of the nine circling her. The roots sprung out faster, latching unto everything till she was completely restrained, trapped in kneeing form in their grip.

The chant had changed at that point as a circle of fire sprung between them. The fire danced as though responding to their chant. The roots latching onto her started to penetrate her skin and Ku Jian felt her life energy start to drain.

“An altar spell.” Ku Jian commented.