"Sabrina, I'm telling you that me being here is a waste of my talent. I should be out there on the battlefield, fighting for glory, fighting for the freedom of our people; vampires, werewolves, witches, mediums, we all deserve a seat in the council and that is what we are fighting for!"

"Get out of my way, "Sabrina was the least affected by his motivational speech, nudging him out of her path.

She never intended releasing his mouth but the magic wore off since it was timed.

Ben didn't give up, "You said it yourself, Sabrina, I'm a medium, and what better place can I be other than a battlefield - an abundance of dead bodies. You might say I would not be able to protect myself but I worked on my powers and each time I possess a ghost, I'm stronger and faster, it's like I'm a vampire but through an interdimensional manipulation - "

"Hand me the crow would ya?" Sabrina interrupted him.

Ben frowned, picking up the tied-up bird from the table and handed it over to her.

"Are you even listening to what I'm saying?" Ben wasn't sure anymore, especially with her slicing open the crow with a knife.

She let the crow's blood drop on the map placed on the table, chanting,

"Indica mihi, ubi est mendacium cupio,"

"And yeah, she wasn't listening," Ben sighed. When would everyone get to see that he had an important role to play in this war as much as everyone else out there notwithstanding he was human.

"I've got it," Sabrina announced, folding the map.

"So we are going there?" Ben was joyful that he would join in this one then.

"Not we but me," Sabrina corrected.

"Wait, you're not taking me?" Ben was bewildered, "This is unbelievable! What am I supposed to do here?"

"I'm going to the dark witch's lair. I'm sorry but I can't endanger your life there," she added, "You can stay here and take care of the kids. I'd unlock Hazel's powers so the both of you can continue your flying lessons if you want to - as far as you don't fly off to another dimension,"

Ben was not happy, "Unfortunately, that offer was so minutes ago,"

Does she think he was a little kid that could be bribed so easily? That war going on was the real deal, he can always fly with Hailey anytime he wants. She's not going anywhere - unless she floats away to the demon world.

"Goodbye Ben," Sabrina summoned a portal and left without looking back. She was afraid that looking at his puppy face would change her mind.

Ben leaned against the wall, then slid down to the floor like someone whose world just crashed. However, a smirk suddenly found itself on his face as he pulled out an orb from his pocket.

"I love you, Devon," He energetically got to his feet, and drew the orb to the air as a portal opened up. Devon had linked this orb with Sabrina, so wherever she went, he went too.

"Time to leave my mark on this earth," Ben said to himself as he stepped into the portal.

Meanwhile, Sabrina stepped into a wide hall. She could tell this was the Dark witches' secret meeting place thanks to the engravings on the wall and some other mystical writings. The place was oddly quiet which could only mean one thing: There was nobody in sight because the witches have been deployed into battle.

However, Sabrina didn't lower her defenses. Just because there was nobody available didn't mean there wouldn't be a trap lying about. Also, their leader had to be in this place else the spell wouldn't have taken her here.

Sabrina saw a gigantic vintage-styled throne but what caught her attention more was the rock that grew out from the ground beside it. On top of the rock was a red and brown lock of hair swirling around each other and emitting a throbbing hum.

This must be it, Sabrina's eyes widened; she found it. The dark hair must belong to Lia, stolen from her place while the red one must be from the master planner, the villain. The hum should be some sort of indication that their intentions - Lia and the villain- were aligned. Yes, that was it! The spell she had to break.

"Alright," Sabrina breathed deeply, then chanted, "Vinculum abrumperes; ut impleatur sermo tuus quem liberi eritis,"

She hurled the spell at it but nothing happened. Gosh, not another strong spell.

"Nice try," Someone laughed from behind, Sabrina turned around, "But you seriously don't think I'd leave that thing unprotected,"

Walking into the room was a woman with a very beautiful-looking look. She had this lustrous red hair that flowed down to her hips with enticing green eyes - a shade darker than Asher's. She was well endowed with the right amount of curves yet dressed like a woman from the medieval ages.

"Who are you?" Sabrina asked even though she had a faint idea of her identity.

"You might call me the leader of the dark witches but originally, I was one of the Council Heads,"

"Impossible," Sabrina did not believe her.

"I am Islinda, former Council Head overseeing North America,"

"If that's really true, how come I've never heard of you?" She wanted evidence.

"Because your precious council Heads killed and erased me from history for trying to help out some misunderstood witches. Those witches were the only ones who strived to remember me after my extinction at the expense of their own life when they perform that dangerous spell,"

"If that's the case, then why are you doing this? Your problem obviously is with the Heads, why drag innocent witches into this?"

"Innocent?" She scoffed, "For years, the dark witches have been humiliated, persecuted, because of their different practice technique while you basic witches prospered," there was anger in her tone as she said that.

"So you're going to let the whole of us die?"

"No, you can live... " her smile widened, "If you come over to the dark side,"

"I'm sorry but I'd have to pass. Being a villain is not really my thing," Sabrina raised her hand, " Descendere," she cast a spell on her but the woman waved her hand, it failed.

"You young people of nowadays, so impulsive and disrespectful to elders!" She spat, taking slow steps towards Sabrina menacingly.

The witch was powerful, Sabrina noticed and was sad to say that she wouldn't be able to defeat her.

Sabrina knew it would be the end of her once Islinda got close to her, so she didn't give up and kept sending spell after spell. But it was a futile attempt, it didn't affect the woman at all.

"You should be honored that I would be the last person you would see," Islinda grabbed Sabrina by the neck and she began to desiccate.

Sabrina could not move her feet, it was stuck to the ground, the woman was drying her out.

"You should be happy that you're getting an easier death compared to what I prepared for your kind," There was a cruel smile on Islinda's face, she delighted in her misery.

"Your kind would howl with agony as the demons feast on their -" Suddenly, her expression shifted, "H-how,"

Islinda released her hand from Sabrina's throat, turning around with a horrified expression.

"The medium," she gasped.

Ben had his hand on her shoulder with only the white of his eyes visible as he siphoned the magic from her.

Islinda's skin began to wrinkle while her hair turned grey, falling off one after the other. She knew she wasn't supposed to be alive if not for the resurrection spell, which was why her body began to fail with time. But then, the magic was the only thing keeping her alive and now it was gone, she would be too.

In no time, only a skeletal frame of Islinda remained which dropped to the ground as soon as Ben fell.

"Ben!" Sabrina rushed at him.

He was convulsing and she knew why. The boy had played the role of the conduit he was designed to be. However, he wasn't a witch so that magic had to go somewhere.

At once, Sabrina took all of the magic from him, gasping at the sheer amount of power that coursed into her. It was a euphoric rush, she could feel herself getting powerful. But then, this was dark magic.

"Hey, wakeup," she jabbed him after the whole ordeal.

Ben stirred, then jerked up to his feet, asking, "Is she dead?"

Sabrina tilted her head in the direction of the skeleton on the ground.

"Christ Jesus, your eyes!" Ben shouted

"What about it!"

"Your eyes look like Lia's when she's in demon mode," Ben compared.

"It's the dark magic, I can feel it clawing at my bones but there's no time to get it out of me. I have to sever the connection before Lia and Islinda before it's too late," Sabrina said, hurrying over to the stone.

"Actually, I think it's too late,"

"What?"

Then she saw it, the crack beginning to form from the ground. Hell has been brought down to earth.