Welcome to day 22 of my Inktober story. Missed the beginning? Here is where it starts.

Grog froze when he saw the dog standing at the door. Should he fight him and then try to make a run? The dog was slightly bigger than him. Grog was calculating his chances.

“Get out of the way!” Sasha yells at Grog from behind. In a swift movement, Sasha snatches the magician´s wand out of his hand and points it at the dog.

“Abracadabra!” she yells at the top of her lungs.