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A Vengeful Spirit

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The Queen grinned and stood up from her throne, she slowly wandered around her palace with her hands folded at her back, 

"My father was killed right in front of me, and the most painful part is the fact that I had the power to save him, but he hid my abilities from me and now he's no more." 

"Your majesty, the only reason your father hid your abilities was because he was scared he would lose you." 

"But I lost him, so what's the point?" 

"You speak in parables my Queen, why have you called us here?" The strict elder among them asked. 

"I called you here to inform you all that since our enemies have chosen not to attack us, we shall take the fight to their doorstep." 

"What are you trying to say, my Queen?" 

"We would wage war against Misting Town," The Queen said as all the elders looked at her curiously.

Abigail who watched her father die wants to get revenge on her enemies after a year of his death. Her thirst for vengeance then caused her to get possessed by a vengeful spirit making her a threat to everyone, including her love ones.Wszelkie Prawa Zastrzeżone

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