Not sure if Sam would listen, Wiley was relieved when Sam's arm dropped to his side, though he gave Wiley a glare that should've shriveled his balls.

That was fine.

All that mattered was that Sam didn't shoot, that he let this thing play out. Because every cell in Wiley's body told him that this was going exactly how it should.

The walk in the forest, the fire.

All they had to do was wait.

True, Wiley wasn't 100% sure he'd be alive at the end of it.

But as long as this witch was done, that was fine too.