Their disbelief was palpable, unable to reconcile the stark truth that the supreme witch they had served with loyalty and sincerity had callously sapped their lives and energy in a bid to maintain her power. The betrayal cut deep, leaving a bitter taste of deception in their final moments.
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A wave of sorrow and righteous anger washed over me, flooding my heart with overwhelming grief.
There were so many witches. How could Gale kill them so randomly?
With a pained gesture towards the lifeless forms littering the ground, I spoke with an ache in my voice. “They harbored dreams of a brighter future and gave their all in loyalty to you. But look at what you have done to them!”
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My emotions surged uncontrollably, and I lashed out, “Is this the conduct befitting a supreme witch? Gale, you have inflicted untold suffering upon your own kind. You are unworthy of the title of supreme witch. How dare you question me?”
I had hoped that my earnest inquiries and heartfelt reproach would stir Gale’s conscience, yet I underestimated the depth of her madness.
“Ha-ha…” Her laughter echoed, tinged with a chilling hue, her eyes ablaze with a fervor born of hatred. Gale appeared to have surrendered herself to the abyss of insanity. “Sacrificing a few witches is a small price to pay for vengeance. It is their rightful duty.”
Speech abandoned me amidst the tempest of my fury.
How could the individual I once revered and cherished descend into such darkness?
In the past, Gale exuded wisdom and tranquility. As the alpha of the Xeric Pack, her leadership was marked by a succession of wise choices, each undertaken with the pack’s welfare and the well-being of the people at heart.
However, in her pursuit of vengeance, she had changed. Gone was the Gale I once knew, replaced by a specter of unrecognizable darkness.
Employing different methods, she spared no soul in her quest, even resorting to bloodshed. The benevolence and compassion that once defined her were now distant echoes, drowned out by the cacophony of her thirst for retribution. To Gale, the lives of her fellow witches had become mere stepping stones on the path to her revenge.
She had become a marionette of hatred, severed from her former self.
“You were never like this, Gale,” I lamented, my voice heavy with sorrow and anger.
Meeting my gaze with a frigid stare devoid of emotion, Gale retorted, “Debra, you are blinded by self-interest. It is only through the destruction of the Thorn Edge Pack that witches can truly flourish. Your concerns for reputation and honor are but shallow veils. Only I act with genuine concern for the prosperity of our kind.”
Debra’s POV:
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Witnessing Gale’s anger, Caleb tightly grasped my hand.
Taking in the sight of scattered corpses, he cautioned me, “Debra, you must watch out. With Gale absorbing the powers of so many witches, she’s become way stronger and tougher to handle. Even if you become the supreme witch, don’t underestimate her.”
“No need to worry. Trust me, I’ve got this. I’m bursting with power. I can manage.” I reassured Caleb with a gentle pat on his hand.
“But…” Caleb’s worry lines deepened.
But there was no turning back now. We all knew that.
Today was the day for the final battle with Gale, deciding who would come out on top and finally put an end to her revenge for good.
If we didn’t act now, Gale’s madness would surely lead her to absorb even more witches’ power, causing more innocent witches and werewolves to suffer greatly.
Quick decisions were the key to steering clear of future troubles.
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