Witch. Drugs. Blood. Pain. fear. And something ancient. There was also the hint of something flowery that smelled like shit. Something that he had smelled on the woman next to Dominic, but he would care about that later on. At that very moment, there was only one thing that he could care about, and that was Inez. Just as —
Red-hot fury slammed into his system the second he realised what went down behind his back. He turned around to look. He caught sight of two witches. One with her face covered and bleeding profusely while clutching her right arm that seemed to be rotting, and in front of her stood another witch.
This one had her face uncovered. Her cotton candy hair was fluttering in the sea breeze, and she looked quite at ease, as if she hadn't taken a witch down but instead took a pup to the park. Killian's beast lunged to the surface. It was furious that someone had attacked Inez and wanted nothing less than to skin this witch alive, but Killian held him back.
