We watched as she worked, chanting in demon languages. The room grew cold and mist clouded our vision. I almost lost him even though he was at my side, I caught his hand just in time. He pulled me close and then she spoke.
For some reason this looks like Power of Faith. Because witches. >>>>>>Southern Gothic witches: “Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch.” ― Catherynne M. Valente, In the Night Garden