His Feisty Hybrid Princess
Her shots of power were illuminating the sky, brightening it up like there was a firework display, as she sent blasts of power back to the castle in retaliation.
Meanwhile, those faeries who hadn’t been a victim of Belle’s power, were now running into the castle grounds and taking on the first line of defence, making all hell break loose. Bright colours burst from all angles, it was hard to tell who was controlling what, and as Belle glanced down at her enforcers, she had no idea who was winning the battle. With her shield still up and their opponent’s magic still useless against her men, the Gylandies had begun hand to hand combat, beating each other to near death. The smell of blood cloude
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