The Witch Hunters
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Last published Fri, Feb 14, 2025
Many years ago, Dark Witches ruled the land. World leaders elected secret undercover Witch Hunters to fight them off. It worked, at the cost of every soldier but four. The surviving Hunters were given a gift. Immortality. Remaining forever young to fight Witches till the end of time, or till they die in battle...
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