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She looked at my dad and asked, "Connor, if you could go back in time, would you still marry me?" My dad turned to meet her gaze, but he said nothing. My mom finally shed tears of anguish. I sighed and said, "Mom, a true leading lady will never be obsessed with love. Even without a man, she can live an incredible life." For the first time, my mom did not argue with me. Then, she noticed the scars on my exposed arms. As if remembering something, she pursed her lips and asked, "Sienna, do the scars on your arms still hurt?"

The man said and Scarlet turned alert immediately. “she doesn’t want to kill you. She must kill Emerald. When he is dead, you will be weakest. She will take advantage of that moment and seize all your powers.” “I can talk to her privately. We still have time left.” Scarlet reasoned. “No. Not possible. How would you explain that to the werewolves, the mermaids, the witches, the dream-catchers, and all those who are ready to fight with you? You can’t explain them. Besides, killing this witch is going to help everyone. But you can’t kill her with your powers only.” The man said and took two steps towards Scarlet.

Scarlett, never having any fire magic, depended entirely on her fighting skills. One of the Hova threw a lance at Pakuri, hitting her in the shoulder and throwing her backward. Then a lot of things happened at the same time. The dark clouds above them began to swirl as lightning rained down from the sky. Scarlett's mind went blank, and all she could see were the Hova's faces, all pale with strange, bright eyes. Energy coursed through her body as the incessant roar of thunder reverberated in her ears, one exploding after the other.

With her hands on her waist she asks, "and what color is it?" "Oh!" they both say together. "Yeah, she should have silver colored hair which explains the transformation." "So if I get you right, my hair is this color because I'm the Witch Supreme?" Sarah asks and they all nod. "What are you?" she asks Katrina. "A witch as well, Supreme." "And since I'm the Witch Supreme I'm the most powerful right?" she asks again and they nod again. Sarah goes silent and they all watch her, Jason and Lukas seem nervous because they don't know what her reaction to that would be.

" For starters I saw her get hurt, she was bleeding a lot. I had tried to use my powers on her but it didn't work out. I thought she wasn't going to make it. If it were some human they would be unconscious right now and would probably be needing a blood transfusion but her, She is all better not even a single scar dad.." " Do you think she is a vampire or a witch maybe??" he asked but before I could say anything, her mom and Val came out of the room looking as pale as ever. I was looking at them intently checking to see if there was any sign that could tell me whether they are vampires. But non plus I could smell a witch or vampire a mile away and they smelled like humans well except Val who

Mum wasn't the kind to go back on her words. If I was going to get rid of the bracelet, someone else had to help. “Well, if one person couldn't help me get it off, what about asking for the help of other witches, surely if they are in numbers they could pull it off.” “I strongly doubt that, witches have a code and many rules, no sorcerer will agree to cast such a spell, even if we could find one strong enough.” Another dead end, I wondered.

It wasn’t much of a speech but I was getting somewhere. “You lie. And you lost your only chance of survival.” Lifting the hammer from behind his back he goes to slam it down upon me. I’ve been in this situation before, and there is one feeling I remember. Just because I’m a human, doesn’t mean Daemonaria can throw rocks at me, or smash me with a giant meat grinder. A wave of power rushes through me, and as I push both hands out in front of me, the wave goes through them and outward. This time my eyes are wide open. I see the purple smoke and electric energy flow freely from me, not the amulet, pushing Cutlass into the air and backward into his army.

His voice was a little hesitant but he agreed "I promise. Tell me what do you want." "Alright now listen to me carefully, there is a vampire that knows who Cameron is and only knows that he wants me and why but this person has no idea about my past so he had been really annoying and pestering me to go back to my world and become stronger. The biggest problem is no matter how much I try I can't escape him because he can trace my scent." I stopped for a while to put my thoughts in words but he had already understood my intentions as he said "You want the sacred potion to remove all your traces and so that not even your scent will be left behind."

I snarled, grabbing him and throwing him to the ground. He rolled and sprang up, tackling me mid-shift. We hit the dirt hard, the breath knocked from my lungs. He straddled me, claws at my throat. “Admit it,” he hissed. “Your mother killed herself because of you!” My beast surged. I threw him off me with a roar, shifting fully this time, bones cracking as fur exploded across my skin. He followed instantly, his beast massive and furious, eyes blazing with hatred. We circled each other, snarling. I lost it and lunged.

He got interrupted by a tug on his arm. My breath got stuck in my throat for a fraction of a second as soon as the giant figure appeared in front of me, making me look like an ant. "Yes?" The Scar face asked while hovering over me. Actually he didn't hover over me but he was too tall so I had to crook my neck fully up to see him. I've never seen such a tall guy in my whole life. This is called extraordinary tall. "Why did you send your men to my boutique?" I asked and he kept looking down at me with his blank eyes. He is always like this. Emotionless, maybe because he is heartless.