Torment

"I am telling you that I am not a devil worshipper!" Yin Zhu exclaimed as she was pulled and pushed by the guards of the council. Her hat that she used to cover her face had long been knocked down and stomped on by the town's people. Now her silver hair was flying behind her, causing the people of the town to point at her and whisper.

"I knew that she was a devil worshipper the second I saw her!" 

"Look at her silver hair, it's just like them." 

"Kill her! Kill her!" 

"Burn her! If we don't burn her, then her soul will torment us!" 

"Burn the Devil Worshipers! Squash their revival!" 

"AHHH!!" Yin Zhu screamed when she was pushed inside the portal that was connected to the prison of the council. She tried to struggle against the hold of the guards but she couldn't get away from them, they were too strong and her arms were like twigs in their hold. 

Yin Zhu could only watch helplessly as she was brought to the prison magically.