Chapter 493

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PAINFUL PRESENT NARRATOR It hurt so much to have witnessed the catastrophe her actions had caused.

She had been the first to look away, to go live her life without caring about anything else, intoxicated by the power the Goddess had placed in her hands, feeling superior.

She had begun manipulating that dark, black magic over the lake, experimenting and playing with it.

She had believed she was doing good, had only wanted to eradicate it from the world.

Not only had she failed in her endeavor, but she had also created a method that later fell into the wrong hands and was used for all the atrocities the witches committed.

on his resentmentsshe herself had indirectly

hatred, and give him all the Jove he deserves, the love that was stolen

words fell, the silver light grew intense, like

her consciousness ---- slipping away from this world, she heard himhis

Electras chest

magic in its incorporeal,

SIGRID, SIGRID, LET HER GO, YOU DAMN WITCH, LET HER GO! ILL TEAR YOU TO PIECES, SIGRID!" Silas

moonlight clashed against the shadowssilver and black,

will get you

it, and I will return to you." It was Sigrids final thought as she watched him lunge toward the barge, unleashing all his power, looking at her as if he would die the next

and hurled Sigrids energyher primordial spirittoward the moon, where it was consumed by the blinding light,

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