The witches in the circle exchanged horrified glances, some trembling so violently they could barely stand. But the force of Crystal’s magic was like an invisible chain binding them in place. They had no choice but to endure.
Crystal’s face twisted with madness as she leaned closer to the cauldron, pouring every ounce of her power into the spell. The opposition pushing back against her was relentless, its raw strength nearly overwhelming. It made her heart pound, not with fear, but with greed.
Such power. Such pure, untamed energy.
Her lips curled into a sinister smile as she whispered under her breath, “I will find you. I will bring you to your knees and I will take your magic. You think you could oppose me? Who the hell do you think you are?”
With a guttural scream, she unleashed ano
