The mage was a little embarrassed when he landed, he was still in the turbulent space caused by the loss of control of his defensive magic and the dangerous predators in the gap, but the ring on his hand suddenly burst out of the unprecedented magical power and forcibly pulled him out of that distorted time and space. In fact, it nearly saved Cheese's life, and the Crab Crab was immune to magic much more than the mage had expected, and when he looked back at the enemy easily shaking off the rubble on the surface of his body, Cheese had no time to react. But back in the hallways of the Witch's House, what awaits the mage isn't necessarily friendlier than crab fishing.

"He's coming!" the Edward ghouls standing in the hallway spotted him before the mage realized the shift in his position, the ghoul with a full leather suit inlaid with iron plates on his hands yelling at his companion. It's just that it seems to be a little louder than expected, which causes not only the ghouls in the hallway, but also the people in the room to hear the news of Cheese's arrival.

"Hear me, the wizard is coming, you're finished!" said One-Eye, entangled with a ghoul warrior, gritting her teeth, her right arm twisted at an unnatural angle, as if it had been broken by some tremendous force in the opposite direction of her elbow. But even so, the owner of the Crimson Pupil would not retreat, and like these monsters in front of her, the pain only made her more excited and focused.

"And that will be after you are gone!" the ghoul roared, knowing that the human woman in front of it could no longer resist its attack. Out of a mixture of rage, fear, and murderous desire, the monster raised its claws aloft to smash One-Eye's head into a ball of meat sauce! As for One-Eye, judging by her steps, she didn't think about dodging the deadly attack, what she wanted to do was to send the dagger she held in her left hand into her heart while the other man smashed her own head.

"Poof!" the blade stabbed into the flesh as a one-eyed personal weapon, the dagger with serrated teeth like a shark's tooth that shattered the ghoul's grue's tough skin. The gang leader sneered when One-Eye saw the blade sink into his enemy's body, for no other reason, as Witch Emia's lover, her shark-toothed dagger had a poison that the Red Witch had refined for her, even if the opponent was a ghoul, and the toxin that spread from the heart was deadly enough.

Being able to bring an opponent before he died, One-Eye was very satisfied with his results. But then she noticed that the death that should have come a long time ago was too untimely. "Get out of there!" Aemia's voice came from behind her, and One-Eye subconsciously rolled back into the center of the room, and she saw that the ghoul who wanted to kill her was now wrapped in thick thorn vines. As hard as the ghouls struggled, they remained powerless in the face of the thorns. "What's going on?" One-Eye turned his head hoping that the Witch in Red would give him an explanation.

Aemia's face was very pale, and as the control of this house, the collapse of the defensive circle had a great impact on her, which is why she was still unable to join the battle. And now, her body seemed to be in a worse state than it had been before, and the vines that suddenly appeared were hurting the enemy as well as the Witch in Red. "Daughter, control yourself! you must control yourself!" said Emia as she reached for Kolandi not far away, but before she could stand up, the thorns that bound the ghouls grew from beneath her feet.

"What the hell is going on?" "One-Eyed rushed to Aemia's side, kicking away the vines that wanted to entangle the witch with his weight. However, it was undoubtedly a failed attempt, and her actions only allowed herself to be tied to Emia together.

"She's out of control, out of control. Emia muttered, her eyes fixed on her daughter. One-Eyed had never seen Emia so frightened, cold sweat ran down the witch's hair, condensing on the curve of the bridge of her nose, and the witch in red, who had always paid attention to appearance, didn't even bother to wipe her sweat at this time. A witch's loss of control is terrifying, and their innate magic will unfold in a very short period of time, causing devastating damage to all living beings around them. At the same time, this kind of outbreak will also make their lifespan drastically shortened, magic is the life of witches, this is not an empty word, if no one stops it, the end of a runaway witch is most likely to die of exhaustion.

The thorns, spreading through the room, were different from those in the hands of the cheese, and the runaway Klandi didn't think about what to do with the roots, and she didn't need to, because the speed of growth and the power attached to them were enough to overwhelm everyone but their owners. Even the Dementors floating in mid-air were pulled down by the vines. Soon, the only people in the room who had the ability to move were Clanti herself, and Cheese, who had just finished the corridor as the guards approached the room.

The mage looked at his fiancée, no one needed to explain, the power coming from the ring had made him clearly aware of the situation in front of him. And Cheese also knows very well that compared to the out-of-control Colanty, the betrayal of the Edward family is not worth mentioning at all. So the immediate priority is to get Kolante out of this loss of control. With that in mind, the wizard began to cast his own spells. Some vines grew from Cheese's feet, trying to trap the mage like everyone else, but the vines were eventually puzzled to find that although Cheese's form was there, they couldn't touch it anyway.

This is because the mage has transformed his body into something more illusory. Cheese knew that he would never be able to escape the vines all over the ground no matter what, and attacking them was no different from attacking Kolanty. Given that, he had no choice but to do so. Cheese who has been reduced to an imaginary body will not be entangled in thorns, and likewise, he will not be able to effectively influence the existence of the possessed entity in this state. Thankfully, he didn't have to.

When everything in the room was flooded with green, Cheese came to Kolandy. The blonde-haired witch was still crying, her face bloodied from her fingernails, and her eyes spewing with intense magical light. The mage looked around, and there was nothing to see in the room except the thorn vines, neither the furniture nor the walls were obscured, let alone the people inside. Cheese knows that his time is running out and that he must stop Kelanti before she kills everyone, including her mother, with his own vines.

"Kolanty, Kolanty. The mage half-knelt before the witch and whispered her name. As if reacting to the sound of cheese, Colandy temporarily lowered her crying voice, and she raised her head slightly to meet Cheese's eyes.

"Woo... They, they killed, killed the lightning!"