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Chapter 49 - The Silent Spell Witch
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2026-03-07 12:00:06
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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