Glowing eyes glare at the beautiful man with blood dribbling down his chin. The witch's kin lay in a brutalized heap by the creatures feet and a smirk plays around his lips. Her lips tighten into a snarl and she lifts her vibrating palms toward him.
"I curseth thou bloodline, thy shalt never toucheth the light of day again. Thou ……
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