Witches In Oz The Great And Powerful の小説・ストーリー

Sierra lowers her hands laughing hysterical and giving Alyssa a high five. “Wow, that was amazing” I say to her “Ah, that’s nothing…the equinox gives us a little more strength than usual that’s why they all wanted to do the bonfire tonight” she states. “I get it Ajax has been a little on edge tonight too, but I know better than to shift in front of a bunch of witches” I snickered Sierra did not look amused. “What is that supposed to mean? I know we’re not all friendly but seriously” she looked pissed.

As if it had never been, the lightning and the gale-force winds disappeared, leaving the sky as sunny and crystalline as it had been before five women appeared from thin air and made nature their bitch. From either side of him, rifles drooped and fell to the forest floor from shock-numbed fingers. No one said a word, still too thrown by what the actual fuck they’d witnessed. First the prison break, then this display of…unfathomable power. Now he understood why so many Wolves were wary of witches. But, if Xavier was being honest, wary didn’t nearly cover it. He had never seen such a display of power, had no idea that witches were capable of so much.

Gunnar, Bianca, the guards, and the warriors all shifted into their wolves and ran into the crowd of witches. Helios, Hermes, Nyx, Eris, and Sabnac ran with the wolves and used their magic on the witches. Some of the witches froze when they realized they were fighting gods and goddesses. They knew their magic wouldn't be able to defeat them.

This was their job now! With the help of the phoenix witches, the other witch clans, Kwan, Reilla and Uziah, the werewolves found it easier to kill the savage ogres now. The witches cast a strong magic spells on them, making them strong and faster, their claws were also increase making them able to pierce through the ogres skin with so much ease compared to when there was no magic involved.

God better that bandana is clean, that’s what I hope internally as I glare at him one last time through my moistened lashes. The driver opens the door yanking me out which I didn’t cause any trouble. David gets out from the car right behind me in fear of me running away. I mentally laugh at the thought that how afraid they look being the werewolves as I am a mere witch who didn’t posses any powers yet. “Alpha is waiting eagerly for this chick”, driver chuckles wickedly as my skin gets pricked with goosebumps. As David’s hand grabs my arm yanking towards the woods I mentally prepare for what am going to do.

“I need to be sure. I can’t go on living like this. On… maybes.” After a pause, Rose let out a sigh, and with a hesitant hand, she took the book from me. She opened it, flipping pages before she stopped and began to read. "Witches," she began, her voice a low whisper. "Witches are beings of immense power. They are not just mortals who use spells and curses. They are faster, stronger, and more resilient than any shifter or human. They have faster reflexes and strengths they can use in fighting or defense."

’ ‘I’m not getting up,’ I protest, just to annoy him. ‘I knew it!’ “Edmund, please. Don’t do this,” she cries. “Apollo. Anyone?” “He’s gone, Princess Esther. You are now mine.” That voice puts all the pain in my body to a stop, replacing it with rage. “You are crazy!” She grumbles. “See what I mean?” Boris says. “Witches are powerful. More powerful than all the other species. With our ability to move things without touching them, we could easily win wars. Instead, we are treated like we don’t matter.”

"Are you Witches?" "Witches?" Wilma was a bit confused to accept the fact that she belonged to Witches, because as far as the previous owner of her body from the books she read, Witches usually took great care of their offspring because it was rare for the descendants of Witches to pass their power on to their children. How could she have Witches blood and power when she was a slave? "You didn't know you had the power of Witches?" The guild receptionist was confused by the expression of this new adventurer. This new adventurer doesn't seem to know that she has the power of Witches.

But in the midst of that chaotic tapestry, one image stood out like a beacon of light in the darkness: Agnes. As the silvery glow in her eyes dimmed, Seraphina knew that Agnes had not only regained her powers but had ascended to a level of mastery that was awe-inspiring. She had become a witch of the first order, a title reserved for the most skilled and formidable among their kind. Seraphina's heart swelled with pride and admiration for the young witch. Agnes, who had once been stripped of her magic, had not only reclaimed her abilities but had surpassed all expectations. She had risen like a phoenix from the ashes, stronger and more determined than ever. It was a testament to her resilienc

He replied. "Our world is in the risk of being in shambles. Gracie has practically taken over the entire Park even without anyone noticing." I complained to the wizard who was listening like a father to his kid. "She must have inherited her power from the magical source of the witches. You don't need to tell me what she is capable of doing she almost try to kill me and cast an ultimate spell of Doom to the rest of my kind she instigated the witches and convince the them that she was going to be loyal today and in the ends up between them."