Dance of Blood and Magic ENG

For Justice

After Engfa regained consciousness, activity in Waraha Castle had increased rapidly. Engfa was walking around the library wearing a heavy cloak like a magnificent queen. Every step she took was a reflection of the anger and determination she carried within her. An emergency call had been made in the castle, and the witches had begun to fill the hall one by one. The castle was filled with the tension of the upcoming showdown.

Charlotte was also dressed in a manner befitting Engfa, with a cloak wrapped around her back. While her father, Luther, was quietly discussing what to do, Myx hurried in. Her face was serious.

"We have located Elysandra, Engfa. But she has a powerful warding spell around her that no one can get through," Myx said, her voice concerned but full of knowledge.

Engfa's eyes lit up when he heard this news. His determination had increased. "Okay," he said in a cold but determined voice. "Then I will bring him back with my own hands." His eyes were sparkling as he made his decision.

Luther approached Engfa, his face slightly concerned as he spoke. "Elysandra's family is here, Engfa. They have heard what happened and are deeply ashamed. They are ready to beg you not to condemn their daughter to death."

Charlotte, although furious with Elysandra, did not want her to kill her. She had a deep hope in her heart that Engfa would not have to go to such lengths. She looked into Engfa's eyes. "Please, be careful," she said, her voice filled with concern and love. Engfa gently took Charlotte's hand and kissed her forehead. She whispered, "Keep my father company until I return, my love. We will finish this today."

Engfa took a deep breath, determination evident in his eyes. He turned to his father. "As for Elysandra's family, I make no promises to them.." he spoke strongly. He continued to look deeply at Luther, "You prioritize the Council with Charlotte and report the situation. I will also bring Elysandra," he said.

Just as he was about to make a move, Charlotte grabbed Engfa's shoulders and looked into his eyes. "Engfa, please be careful," she repeated, her voice trembling.

Engfa looked at her lovingly once more and kissed her gently. "Don't worry, Charlotte. Everything will be fine," he said. Then he took a deep breath and called out with determination, "Myx!"

Myx appeared in the room immediately. "Let's go," Engfa said, determination evident on his face. Then they disappeared in a puff of smoke. This moment was the beginning of a confrontation that would determine the fate of the realm.

Luther and Charlotte walked slowly towards their seats in the council. The room was filled with tension brought on by the urgent call. The witch lords sat in their seats with impatient and curious looks, trying to understand the situation. Silence had taken over the room. Everyone was eager to learn the reason for the urgent call.

Luther took a deep breath and stood up from his seat. All eyes were on him. The lords on the council were focused on him, waiting for questions to come. Luther spoke slowly but firmly. "The reason for the urgent summons is an attack that has shaken the balance of the ancient realm," he said. As his words echoed through the council, the atmosphere in the room became even more serious.

Luther paused and looked at Charlotte. Then he continued, "A magic attack was carried out against my bride Charlotte. This treacherous attack threatened the peace and security of the realm. The person who carried out this attack was the witch Elysandra. She was targeted with jealousy and anger magic in order to shake the sealed bond between Engfa and Charlotte."

There was a stir in the council at these words. All of the witch lords turned their eyes to Charlotte. They were trying to understand the difficulties Charlotte was going through, weighing the extent of this attack. There was a moment of silence as Charlotte felt their gazes on her. However, she quickly pulled herself together. She hardened her eyes, straightened her back, and stood tall with confidence, raising her head. She was in no position to show weakness right now; as the queen of the realm, she had to stand firm against all odds.