Chapter 20 The Witches Spell Book

• I nodded in agreement, a smile playing on my lips. His nod was my signal, and I gently straightened up, allowing Bryan and Ena to continue their task of setting up the tent.
• As I settled in, Ena's continued glare was impossible to ignore, but I chose to brush it off. My powers might have been gone, but I was not powerless – I could still use my brains and determination to face any challenge that came my way.
• The picnic finally shifted into full swing, and we each sat at our respective round tables, selecting dishes from the variety before us. The silence was broken when Ena decided to speak up, her voice carrying a hint of sarcasm.