Fate Is Playing Some Kind of Trick

Faye's chest tightened at the sight of another skeleton standing in front of her, looking down with empty sockets.

But she didn't feel as afraid as before, even though she usually quite disliked the Fire Witches.

The woman, as she guessed from her voice and the spell she had just cast, was a Witch for sure.

Instead of coming to hurt her, she could tell this one had come to help her.

"I'm fine." Faye said meekly, her emotions caught somewhere between her normal self and her serene state.

She was forcing her emotions down now, trying not to break down in this critical moment.

"Can… you… walk?" the skeleton asked, her gaze already pulled away from Faye and turned toward the distance, where the Faceless Witch's body had probably been thrown.

Faye nodded and stood up.

Her whole body ached and her breathing still wasn't steady, but at least she could stand and walk.