"No, the dark priest is not a twelve-year-old girl," Nathan mentioned.
"Think about it, do we really know for sure if the dark priest is male?" Ora said.
"Fine put the gun down and let's talk about it," Nathan suggested.
The other three men kept their hands up while Mark walked towards Ora from behind. He lunged at Ora and Nathan jumped in to help.
As they fought for the gun it went off. Sara's mother screamed and gently let Sara down. Blood bloomed on her flowery dress.
"What did you do?" the mum asked as she sobbed.
Mark ran to the girl and pressed against the wound.
"Give me something to help stop the bleeding," Mark yelled and one of the dumbfounded men tossed a cloth to him.
Mark pressed the cloth against the wound.
"We have to take her to the hospital," Mark said, and Sara helped him lift her. Ora stepped aside but as they were about to leave Mark noticed something.
He stopped and took the cloth off the wound.
"What is it?" Nathan asked.
"I think she stopped bleeding," Mark explained.
Ora walked over to them and put her finger through the bullet hole in her dress.
"There is no wound," Ora said and pointed the gun at Sara again.
"What are you doing? We all saw her get shot. Hurry, we need to get her medical attention," Sara's mother said, hysterically.
"Aarh, I guess the farce ends here," Sara said and jumped down from Marks arms.
Everyone watched Sara take a seat on the bed with her bloody clothes.
"You are coming with us," Ora said.
"No I'm not, I have a lot to do here," Sara said.
"What is going on?" Sara's mother asked.
"I will just have to start again," Sara said, and with a wave of a hand. The two men behind the bed heads splattered on the wall.
Sara's mother screamed. Sara reached out her hand to her and a force slammed her into the wall.
Ben the third man tried to run but Sara flung him into a wall like she did her mother.
"Get behind me," Ora said to Mark and Nathan.
Ben and Sara's mum slithered towards each other as they moaned in pain. Before they could reach each other, Sara popped their heads by clinching her fist.
'Dark priests are high-level demons but she is more powerful than expected,' Ora thought as she backed away.
Sara swung her arm in Ora's direction. Ora put up her hand but the force was too strong.
It tossed her and whoever she had behind her.
"What plan did Jane have in mind when she asked us to kill her?" Mark asked as he got up.
They all ran down the stairs.
"Charmed one, you disappoint me," Sara said as she looked at them from the upstairs balcony.
"Any ideas?" Nathan asked.
"You of all people should understand me. The pain of helping others reach greatness but not yourself," Sara lamented.
"You did all this for power, just because you don't want to perform coronation anymore?" Ora asked.
"I realized my potential early. I had always wanted to be a princess," Sara said as she descended the stairs.
"How will you feel when you can make people royalty and that's the closest you will ever get to the throne," she added
Ora stared at the door and dipped her hand into her pocket but her key was gone.
'Shit,' Ora said to herself.