Witch Hunt: part 2

"Only a witch would try and hide the existence of her kind." The local lawyer who claimed to be representing the accused poses to the judge and the makeshift jury.
The court is filled with agreeing shouts as fists pound the air. Only recently did they start allowing citizens to participate in the court, but only to make the degree of shame higher for whatever poor girl who got caught.
"Please! Please take her away! It hurts!" Lisabet Fisher cries, her voice heavy with pain and the torment she's facing.
"There's a light! What is this? My God it's burning me! She's burning me!"
"That's the fires of hell. They know she's coming and are here to welcome her home. She's just trying to share her torment with you, drag you down too." Alicia Waters remarks. She's the only one who manages to keep her cool during these things. Rumor said that she had once been a witch herself, but turning back to innocence has rendered her impervious to witch attack. Apparently her time in darkness left her with the ability to know a witch, even if she isn't affected by her spirit.
Maura curls her fingers into the tattered remains of her once warm woolen shawl, squeezing her eyes shut and praying to God and her mother to save her.
"I never done no wrong!" she pleads, literally begging on her knees. Her blue eyes are wide and wet with tears, attempting to harness her childish appeal to her advantage.
"You lied to the court under the promise of truth. You have attacked these poor girls, and Jane Wheatly saw you running towards the woods after dark, clicking your heels and letting your hair down like a madman"
"I never did none of that. If I'm a liar then so are they! Have you ever seen a witch young as I?"
"She joined this court to protect her witch mother, Excellency."
"You have no proof!"
"You are the only one who wasn't affected by your mother's spirit when she sent it out, only a witch can hold off such an attack."
"Then why does Alicia still sit?"
"Alicia has returned to Jesus, she's a witch no more!" A stray man shouts, vying in favor of the smirking, devil-eyed brunette at the front of the 'jury'.
"Do you deny going out after dark?"
"It weren't me!"
"Jane, do you confirm your testimony?"
Jane stops, glances at Maura and falters. She's quiet for a long moment before tearing her eyes away from her ragged friend to glance at Alicia who gives an imperceptible nod "A-aye. I do, sir."