Crack

It was only a whisper, ... a light promise ... but it pierced the dark magic of the scourge and rose into the filled space to calm the night. Mira thought her heart would stop beating when she recognized with incredible clarity that voice. Then she realized what she had to do. She straightened her shoulders and walked calmly and confidently like the ruler the guardians saw in her, towards her mortal enemy, towards this woman who no longer knew anything about the feelings of good.

Understanding the domination of her opponent, the old witch became even uglier if possible and shouted her hatred.

- Be cursed forever! Now that you have the power, you think you can act without hindrance and without laws! But I tell you now, the price you will have to pay one day for this abomination will be inexpressible atrocity.