I found myself surrounded by three more witches. Each was aiming for the prize, taking my head.
They each began to cast their spells.
With the snap of my finger, I formed a magical barrier, blocking their spells. In retaliation I touched my hands together. Placing my palms on the ground a wave of electrical energy pulsed through the ground throwing the witches backwards.
With the wave of my hand jagged spears of ice launched forward, shredding their bodies. Their lives ended in a flash.
The instant the fight was over I felt a presence in the northern wing. I will murder the fool that dared to step in that place. They will not leave this castle alive.
In a cloud of mist and smoke I teleported to the northern wing of the castle.
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Black Thread (CPN) - Part I
RomansA cowardly man forced to serve an ancient and powerful Witch. A dark and mysterious woman with magic and powers beyond comprehension. She seeks something almost unobtainable. What kind of path will these two walk? What kind of pain awaits them? Wha...
