Whispers Of The Moon's Spell
The captured werewolves and witches were bound around him, their energy being siphoned into a swirling vortex of magic.
Gabriel's eyes snapped open, locking onto us with a look of pure malice. "You're too late, Emily," he sneered, his voice echoing with supernatural power. "The ritual is nearly complete. Soon, all the power of Silverwood Falls will be mine."
"We won't let you do this," I shouted back, stepping into the circle, the amulet glowing brightly. "This ends now."
Gabriel laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You think you can stop me? You have no idea of the forces you're dealing with."
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