The Warden of The Witches

Chapter 101:

Chapter 101:

The Great Witch's Credentials

The strength in Priscilla left hand further intensified, and Aiden now felt as though his palm bones were about to be crushed. However, Priscilla herself remained completely oblivious, her attention entirely consumed by the pain, causing her muscles to involuntarily tense.

With her current monstrous strength, even this reflex alone would be enough to seriously injure an ordinary person.

"Warden!?" Other prison guards, including Franda, displayed a tense expression.

In his desperate situation, Aiden had no choice but to utilize his ability of physical modification, attempting to make his hand as flexible and slender as possible. By altering tendons and cartilage, he could make his body as supple as a yoga master, surpassing human limitsafter all, he could manipulate the size of bones and the distribution of muscle and fat within a certain range.

Using this technique, he neutralized Priscilla abnormal strength and took the opportunity to withdraw his hand. Fortunately, Priscilla sweaty palm provided some lubrication, aiding in the process.

"That was close... I almost lost my hand," Aiden shook his still slightly throbbing hand and then glanced at Melusine with a half-smile, "I'll settle the score with you later."

"Oh dear, I was only a few seconds late informing you. Warden, don't be so petty," Melusine chuckled, "Someone as magnanimous as you surely wouldn't bother with A little girl like me."

"Sorry, but I have a quirk of holding grudges..." Aiden replied.

Just as the two faced each other across the operating table, Priscilla let out another cry, resembling the pain of childbirth.

Aiden lowered his head and fixed his gaze. The snake scales on Priscilla's body were rapidly spreading, revealing faint gray-brown patterns resembling those of a python.

The witch's legs, bound tightly together on the bed, twisted in agony, as if they were merging into one... No, they were indeed merging into one. Her legs deformed and elongated at a visible speed, sticking together. Flesh gradually fused, skin patched together, and snake scales emerged, quickly growing into a snake tail.

Aiden couldn't help but recall the Little Mermaid from fairy tales, who, longing for human love, willingly turned into a mute and endured the pain of walking on knives, in order to ask the witch for a potion to transform her fish tail into human legs.

The witches in this world could create similar potions, but their purpose was completely different. Their creations were meant to turn humans into monsters, in order to obtain the power of monsters.

As the transformation progressed, Priscilla's voice gradually distorted, becoming hoarse and inhuman. She stared at the people present with hazy amber eyes, her pupils elongating like needles. The corners of her mouth cracked near her ears, and a slender forked tongue slithered out, as if searching for prey.

After turning into a monster, Priscilla, now full of vigor, struggled fiercely on the operating table, abandoning her previous frail and feeble appearance.

Several straps were on the verge of breaking under her struggles, but fortunately, there were relatively sturdy iron chains. However, her snake tail was far more agile than human legs, and after a few twists, it showed a tendency to break free from the layers of restraints. Some of the prison guards present instinctively reached for their batons and firearms.

Calmly stepping aside, Aiden spoke, "Dailey, it's time to act."

"Understood."

Dailey chanted an incantation and summoned several shadow demon tentacles from under the operating table, tightly entwining the frenzied Priscilla and securing her to the table.

"The emetic should be taking effect soon too," Melusine glanced at the wall clock.

Seconds passed, and suddenly Priscilla ceased her struggles. She made a few strange sounds, then began retching. Soon enough, stomach acid flowed out of her mouth, expelled into a prepared basin.

She had already vomited a few times since being brought to the prison, and since then, she hadn't eaten anything. Thus, what she vomited now was only stomach acid, mixed with a little coffee-colored blood.

After a while, her mouth suddenly enlarged, far beyond the limits of a human jaw's opening. Her neck thickened by a circle, and from her abdomen to her chest, her body began to exhibit unnatural wriggling.

Under the effects of the medicine, she started regurgitating undigested matter from her mouth, just like a snake.

Melusine crouched in front of Priscilla, observing closely, then suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, it's out!"

Something emerged from Priscilla's mouth and was then expelled into the basin.

Aiden fixed his gaze and noticed that the object seemed to be a multi-faceted diamond-shaped pendant, resembling black crystal in material and possessing a transparent texture. It was not small in size, and its sharp edges were clearly defined. It was quite astonishing that Priscilla could swallow such an item.

Dailey also noticed the strange object and her eyes widened. She swung her short magic wand and summoned a shadow demon's claw from the shadow, reaching out to grab the pendant.

"Don't move, Dailey," Aiden suddenly spoke.

Aiden's unusually cold tone made Dailey instinctively halt the shadow demon's action. She looked at Aiden, who was staring at her without expression.

"Don't touch that thing," Aiden said slowly and firmly. "Pull your hand back, now."

Dailey shivered. Aiden's words were spoken calmly, but his gaze carried a chilling edge. It wasn't just a command but also a warning. If Dailey insisted on touching that thing, he would not hesitate to use the demonic contract to control her... or even kill her directly.

Aiden indeed wouldn't hold back. Whatever had come out of Grand Witch Priscilla's mouth was likely a magical item with special powers. He wouldn't allow anyone to touch something potentially risky without his permission.

"I'm sorry." Under Aiden's gaze, Dailey obediently withdrew the shadow demon's claw.

"So, you know what this thing is, right?" Aiden stared at her and asked. Dailey earlier reaction had clearly been unnatural.

"..."

Dailey remained silent, which surprised Aiden. Since they had established this trading relationship, Dailey had rarely resisted his commands.

"You don't want to say?" Aiden inquired.

At that moment, Dailey shook her head.

"What's going on?" Aiden furrowed his brow in suspicion.

"Perhaps it's not that she doesn't want to say, but that she can't say," Melusine suddenly interjected. She was currently administering the antidote to Priscilla. "She might have possessed this item before, and the person who gave it to her must have placed a 'forbidden contract' upon her."

"So, you have some idea about this thing?" Aiden turned to her.

"Well, I haven't seen this item before, but I guess..." Melusine spoke slowly, "it should be the 'Proof of the Grand Witch' created by Abigail, the 'Apex Witch'."