The Five Cursed Witches: Volume 3 - Morana, the Witch of Life

Chapter 94 The power of Morana, the witch of life

Morana

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"The price was agreed, and the payment done. The blood of three for the ever flowing. Three lives for the everlasting," the Death Shadows told me and I opened my eyes.

I was on the floor of the living room. The scent of burned flesh lingered, and I felt an ache in my body, but it was that of sore muscles.

"Why in the name of the Goddess did she even come here? What did she hope to achieve?" I heard Astria say.

"It's a shame, really. She was strong," Senalda added on.

"But she clearly didn't know what was best for her," the witch in blue said.

"Clean this up," the Priestess then ordered.

I moved. Slowly, I got up and to my feet. As I looked them over, Marianela was finally in synch with the others. They all stared at me, all color drained from their faces and both their eyes and mouth wide open.

I moved my hands over my pants, as if batting away dust. I was a bit surprised my clothes were intact. That they hadn't been destroyed by the fire. But I guessed it had to be because the fire in itself had been magical. Aimed at burning my body, but nothing else.

"What's the matter?" I asked and tilted my head to the side. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

The Priestess was the first one to gather herself. She closed her mouth and her jaw tensed.

"Senalda," she ordered.

Again Senalda said an incantation and moved her hands. This time, it felt as though everything inside of me burst. It became hard to breathe, and I gasped for air. The taste of metal came into my mouth before I spat out blood. I could also feel liquid drip from my nose and my eyes.

I fell to the floor once more. The blood rushed out of me and I watched as it created a pool. All went dark again.

"The price was agreed, and the payment done. The blood of three for the ever flowing. Three lives for the everlasting."

I didn't stay on the floor at all when I came to this second time. I got to my feet straight away. The pain of sore muscles had increased. I assumed that, though the Death Shadows would revive me over and over again, it took a toll on my body being revived many times in a fast succession. Maybe it would be similar to the magical stamina. That if it kept happening, it would take longer and longer to revive me.

It was completely silent as I stood up again. Their eyes fixated on me, and if they had been shocked before, they were now fearful.

"Is that really the best you got?" I asked.

Senalda reacted first this time. She produced a sword which she plunged into my body. I stood still and just stared down at it. A very plain and normal sword and just what I needed. A weapon to help me deal with the next part of it all.

I placed both my hands around its shaft and pulled it out of my body. Then I looked up at Senalda and leered at her.

"How uncreative," I told her as I fell to my knees again. As death took me a third time.

"The price was agreed, and the payment done. The blood of three for the ever flowing. Three lives for the everlasting."

When I got to my feet again, I made sure to act before any of them had time to. My body hurt enough by then that I knew that dying one more time would potentially be dangerous. And besides, I knew I had scared them enough, and I had been armed as well.

"I can do this all day," I told them, and yawned theatrically. "But it is getting a bit boring."

I moved swiftly. Marianela had gotten forward somewhat, but she was still behind the couch. I stepped up on it and then forced the sword through her body, through her chest, and into her heart.