Camille and Davina didn't expect that the witches came so fast. Their speed was as if someone was helping them behind their back!

Obviously, Sabin's positioning spell was very effective. They found the little witch Davina, and the members of the witch group seemed to be well prepared.

Camille felt the tension of the atmosphere. She glanced at Davina. Damn it, there was no leakage. When she met the leader, who were these strange women in front of her? Her eyes were full of question marks. As soon as her eyes turned, she saw a row of solemn and gloomy looking women in black clothes and hats encircling them.

Like a curtain, they wrapped it like this. Their mouths were reading strange spells, and their voices were very low. However, her head was getting more and more painful. Camille only had time to exclaim, "no!!"

Camille shakily pulled the stone on the edge. Damn it, she was too painful. This pain was almost as painful as when Davina gave her a spell to remove the hint!

They want to kill Camille. Yes, the witch's goal is clear. Kill Camille and take Davina.

Davina's face changed and smiled coldly. She also began to work her spiritual power to fight them. The power was constantly tearing their boundaries.

Camille, a human being in the central position, was more tragic. She collapsed to the ground tortured by her strength and had no God in her eyes. Her cold sweat was like small pearls, and her hissing voice could not be sent out.

If the stalemate continued, Camille would die. She gave her a protective shield after a hard shave at those damn witches.

Camille was her friend. Davina knew she had to protect her. Poor Camille finally breathed a sigh of relief. She completely fainted.

Davina no longer covered up her anger and despair, mobilized her strength to charge / scold her whole body, stretched out her hand, and looked at the witch. Her hands seemed to grab small necks and twist them mercilessly.

Click, it's the sound of bone joint separation.