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.

by it, had fed on his resentmentsshe herself had indirectly

from his hatred, and give him all the Jove

words fell, the silver light grew intense, like a supernova on the verge of

the overwhelming light, as she felt her consciousness ---- slipping away from this

hand into Electras chest and pulled out

incorporeal, translucent form,

NOOO, SIGRID, SIGRID, LET HER GO, YOU DAMN WITCH, LET HER GO! ILL TEAR YOU TO PIECES, SIGRID!" Silas roared like a demon, everything exploding

shadowssilver and black, light and

get you

was Sigrids final thought as she watched him lunge toward the barge, unleashing all

hand and hurled Sigrids energyher primordial spirittoward the moon, where it was consumed by the blinding light, the only glow illuminating the darkness

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