The witch is indeed dead. She was incinerated in seconds. She didn't have time to scream, cry, or even realize what was happening. All that remained was a small pile of ashes inside the shielded bubble. Using my powers, I shrunk the bubble to the size of tennis ball that continued to float in the air. Then with a snap of my fingers I teleported me and the ball outside, where I crushed the ball allowing the stiff breeze to carry the ashes away.
'All she is is dust in the wind,' sang my Jades and Jada. Honestly, these girls!
I teleported back into Pa's office, only to hear the three men singing the same song the girls did. Even with the seriousness of the current situation, I couldn't help but laugh. You would think it would get old after a while, but it never did.
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