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Chapter 49 - The Silent Spell Witch

Penulis: Author Angel
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-07 12:00:06
Moments later,

Rina's POV

The corridors of Aetherion were no longer a gauntlet of whispers and sneers; today, they felt like a runway.

My black stiletto boots clicked against the polished stone with a rhythmic, predatory grace, each step punctuated by the rhythmic sway of my high, silver ponytail. Beside me, Dahlia was vibrating with enough energy to power a small city, her Ventus Yellow cape fluttering like a canary's wings.

"I’m telling you, Mira, the look on that water mage’s face? Pric
Author Angel

Umm, did Lumira just hit the MUTE button on that hater?! 🤐💥 I am literally obsessed with this "Silent Queen" energy! Watching Ivy try to talk while her lips were glued shut was the serotonin boost I didn't know I needed today. 😂 Standard Adhesion Hex? More like a total social execution! 📉💀 Professor Hecateus is a whole mood - he’s clearly seen enough Duskbane drama to last a lifetime and just wants his coffee. ☕️🧙‍♂️ Rina is officially running this school now! 💅🔥

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