There might not be a 'real' spell to do. But Kenzi feels magic swirling against them like hungry cats. There's power in an oath, and one made by three witches certainly has to carry some.
She's never heard this incantation before - but she's not surprised there. Her own family had their own brand of magic, and Abigail must as well being from an old line like hers. Kenzi, thankfully, keeps her mouth shut. She doesn't want to disturb the somber atmosphere.
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She's never heard this incantation before - but she's not surprised there. Her own family had their own brand of magic, and Abigail must as well being from an old line like hers. Kenzi, thankfully, keeps her mouth shut. She doesn't want to disturb the somber atmosphere.