Antagonist Witch

Magic 16

They look at each other. Silent.

"If he likes me, will you get angry? Or will you be happy?"

Silent again. Suddenly Abellona's tongue became muffled. He dared not look at Millard. The young man stroked Abellona's hair gently.

Millard smiled bitterly, immediately distancing his body from Abellona. Leaving a sense of tightness that the girl could not explain.

“Sorry,” said Millard while diverting his body and gaze from Abellona.

“I shouldn't have done this to you. Sorry, always awkward. You better rest.”

Millard gawked and grabbed the robe he had attached to the sofa.

“Milli, i ..” Abellona could not continue her sentence.

“See you tomorrow,” close Millard without looking. He closed the door behind him slowly and let out a long sigh.

Abellona felt that something hurt her chest. Millard without Abellona knowing felt the same way with the girl.

Is it so bad that Abellona made her friend sad? They were too close, and the girl only thought of him as her brother. No more feelings for him.

Abellona threw herself onto the couch. Over time inched up the body, his hands covering the face. Mind floated.

The longer, Millard's jokes get more annoying. Sucks? Abellona doesn't feel that way either, anyway.

“Akh! What am I? I am both happy and afraid of his heart's expression.” Abellona kicked her feet into the air in annoyance.

“Sleep only!”

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“Abellona .. Abellona!”

A whisper was heard very close to his ear. Abellona turned to her right and left, like someone was calling her.

However, his surroundings were very dark, he could not see anything either. His heart was pounding rapidly, fear and anxiety started to burst. The air around it is also felt thin.

“Ah, tightness once.”

“Abellona ..”

“Who is that? Show yourself!” his challenge. He gathered all the courage to face the ‘sok’.

A glimmer of light appeared a few meters away from him. The light was like a fire a small torch. From behind the flame light appeared a black lump from the pitch-colored ground. Over time rise up like a man from the dark shadow of the night.

“Abellona,” call him. Abellona was suffocating, she saw a familiar figure.

“Milli?” Abellona frowned. “Milli, why are you there? Come.”

His face looks sad and gloomy. Strange with such dim lighting, he could see Millard's face clearly.

Abellona was about to approach her, but her legs could not be moved.

“Milli!”

From behind Millard appeared another black figure. A hand with long, black nails slowly swayed Millard's face. Then his body began to be wrapped around by green liquefied black chains that were dripping on the ground and smoky. Millard's face turned pale. Out of his eyes came blood.

“Milli!”

“Abellona!”

Abellona struggled to let go of the shackles that nailed her feet, but she was powerless. The stronger he thrashed as if the stronger his legs were also those shackles. Suddenly something flew towards him and strangled his neck, making him topple over.

The strange figure was already on top of him still by gripping his neck. Abellona held back and lashed out her long-nailed pale hand with all her might. His face was very ugly, dull, dirty, and full of wounds. Her eyes bulged out as if they were going to come out of place, her mouth so smelly that it made Abellona nauseous. Long hair dangled and shackled Abellona. Stuffy.

Abellona looked for Millard. He lay weakly with blood pouring from his body.

“Milli!” call him in a choked voice.

“Killing you!” screeched the figure with a shrill voice.

His grip and shackles are getting stronger.

“Aakhh!” his yell.

“Wakeonopen! Abellona!” justin chanted a spell.

Abellona's eyes widened. He coughed hard.

“Abellona!” Justin called him again.

The black smoke disappeared suddenly as Tristan cast a protection spell.

“Abellona! You okay?” he shouted while shaking the body of the sister.

Abellona's gaze was empty, she glared. His neck is blue, his face pias. Justin and Millard sat down the girl with a cold body. They both began to cast healing magic.

“Sorry my sister,” said Tristan lirih. Tear Abellona's upper clothes.

“Sister! What are you doing?” Justin clutched his brother's hand.

“What is it?” ask Millard.

A strange symbol appeared and shone on Abellona's left chest. Then his veins slowly appeared there. He whimpers in pain.

“Abellona why? Don't tell ... she got cursed?” Millard had a frightening thought that made himself and Justin shudder.

“Ya,” says Tristan Ogre. There was regret and anxiety in his tone.

“What? How can?” justin did not believe the words of his brother.

“Justin, stop your worries. We better treat Abellona now!” tristan Sahut.

The three men cast a special healing and protection spell for Abellona. Tristan ordered Justin to ask the people of his department to bring and make poison fighting potions.

Its symbol glowed emitting a reddish glow. Tristan pressed the symbol to make Abellona groan in pain. His veins drained his pitch-black blood. The pain felt like it was being stabbed. The girl shook her head and screamed in pain. However, Tristan shook his head and pressed him even more strongly while casting a spell.

His blood flow was flowing abnormally fast like a stream of water. Abellona groaned again, Tristan held her face and forced her sister to drink the yellow liquid.

Abellona twitched and rolled around. He held her neck in pain, soreness and felt dry. He can't breathe, tight. Justin and Millard held onto him who thrashed and groaned again. Tristan forced her to drink the potion again. The fifth bottle now.

“Tellah Abellona!” Tristan with a trembling voice. He smothered the mouth of the sister so as not to vomit the liquid.

Slowly the symbol light dimmed. Abellona widened her eyes again, her throat moved up and down, her mouth bloated, her face grew pale. Quickly, Justin put a vessel in front of Abellona. He also spewed a thick black liquid. It is so much like an endless waterfall.

“What is this?” Justin looks disgusted.

“It is viperish poison,” clear Tristan.

“What? Viperish poison? But, you say, Abellona got cursed?” Justin did not understand the direction of their conversation.

After spewing out that viscous liquid, Abellona's face gradually improved. His blood flow slowly came back red. Slowly the blood vessels that popped it disappeared. Just leaving a strange symbol like a tattoo on his chest. He was empty and asleep.

“Her heart and breath beat are back to normal. I'll call my subordinates to take his place,” Justin checked on his beloved sister. “Come move to my workspace.”

They walked through the wooden door, Justin's study room right next to the room occupied by Abellona. He ordered several female employees to take care of Abellona.

“So, how did Abellona get hit by that curse, Brother?”

Justin looked at his brother angrily.

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