"Cindra, are you all right?"
These were the words that snapped me up, to take in the gruesome scene before me.
Blood. All over. The witch lay in a pool of blood, obviously dead.
I turned to Wolf, standing up--her potion did what she said it would--who was beside a fainted Cindra.
"What... happened?" I ask, my brain not registering the fact that I had almost died.
My eyes shot open, and I stood up quickly, staggering slightly. "Miriaki!" I cry, then when my eyes see him standing, I sigh with releif. My eyes has turned back to normal from the yellow glare thay had before.
"Very likely, considering her cauldrons are exactly as she left them, along with the fact that there would not be this much blood.. What really happened?"