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Jamal POV

“I’ve said once I’ll say it a thousand times. I won’t hesitate to put you out of existence if it comes to it.” I took some paces forward so she hears me clearly – it was not as if I was not already loud enough. “You are NOT indispensable; you are as replaceable as a torn underwear. Don’t overestimate your worth. You are just another whore in the whorehouse.”

That last bit of words must have stung the Dark Witch so bad because her next moves were as vicious as her demeanour in battle. She was weak without her staff, but not powerless, and with the little power she had left, she used it on a spell that flung the White Witch miles away as black dust swirled around her.

Now on her feet, the Dark Witch lunged at me quickly. The problem was, I was prepared for this. With help from my reflexes, I swerved to my left, side stepping her and thundering my fist in her side. She collapsed immediately and I flung her over to the wall of the cave. It was time to maul her to death. I tran