Sabrina hurried. She had to reach that darned village before James would. She’d have to trick Aubry into telling James that the Spirits wanted him and his friends dead.
As soon as she entered the village, people stopped what they were doing, just to stare at her. Sabrina’s cape slightly fluttered behind her, making her look dark and dangerous.
“AUBRY!” Sabrina called, as soon as she stood in front of a certain door; the house it belonged to was particularly bigger than the others. An old, yet tall lady answered the door, not seeming all that impressed.
“Yes?” Aubry said, as Sabrina stormed into the house.
“We need to talk,” the blonde said. “A Guardian will be coming here. He’ll be arriving any minute. And I need you to do something for me.”
“I already told you; I don’t do business with you monsters,” Aubry said strictly. “And I’m not planning on doing so any time soon, either.”
Samira had turned her back on Aubry. “I see,” she breathed, trying to stay calm. “Well... I don’t want to start a fight here. That’ll draw attention to us,” she said. Instead, she snapped her fingers, and two black, poisonous snakes came from her sleeves, gliding toward Aubry and wrapping their slimy, smooth bodies around her.
Sabrina turned back around toward Aubry, approaching her menacingly. “You either do what I say,” she said softly, her face creepily close to the old lady’s, “or I’ll make sure the same happens to this village as what happened to those that surrounded yours.”