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... ze lingered on me for a second too long, before returning to her young self.
Spells lit up the sky like lightning, ripping holes into the earth and setting the entire tents on fire.
I watched in horror as the witches attacked. The smell of blood, the smoke, the cries of the werewolves tore through the air.
Young Princess Anastasia didn’t move an inch away from the tree, she continued pressing her glowing hands against the roots, pouring all her magic into it. Her body tre ...
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