[She slams her hand down on her desk - and for a moment, the illusion of the witch fades around it.
What he sees...Is a horribly burnt human hand, which is practically charcoal, pitch black. The fingers somehow impossibly move, gripping the desk so hard a normal, healthy human hand would be going white around the knuckles.
And then, like it never happened - it's back to normal.]
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[She slams her hand down on her desk - and for a moment, the illusion of the witch fades around it.
What he sees...Is a horribly burnt human hand, which is practically charcoal, pitch black. The fingers somehow impossibly move, gripping the desk so hard a normal, healthy human hand would be going white around the knuckles.
And then, like it never happened - it's back to normal.]
LEAVE! NOW!