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Chapter 67

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Writer's POV….

All she felt while staring at Mary was rage and a seemingly untamable desire to rip her head off - Daciana had never for once in her entire life crave to kill someone as she did right now.

Mary, however, was scurrying on the floor, not in fright but nervousness. Though she's now a supposedly elite magician, she's still afraid of Daciana. Her dark aura is something that sticks to her openly and displeases Mary so fucking' much.

Daciana took a step forward, her feet stepping on wood, and it got broken instantly. Mary almost gasped as she gazed at her, shockingly—is she using her wolf strength so easily?

Mary chewed on her lips, finally getting up from the ground. She's worked so hard to learn all those spells; there isn't a chance in hell she'll allow her efforts to go to waste.

Daciana managed to pull up a fake yet visible smile—there was nothing friendly about her smile, and one could easily deduct the amount of anger she was hiding behind