Witch Hunt: Madness

Ugh!

It hurts.

It hurts...

Remuria lay on the ground, writhing in agony. It felt as though she were being consumed by flames, with sharp needles piercing every pore of her body. The pain was excruciating.

Elder Grecia and Cermine watched from the sidelines as Remuria underwent this torment.

"If you have truly awakened a soul weapon, then you are free to do as you please. I will not stand in your way," Elder Grecia declared.

Remuria lay in agony, unable to hear or speak, consumed by unbearable pain.

As Remuria's energy levels began to rise, Elder Grecia raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Elder, what if she succeeds? Must we truly grant her the position of an elder? Should we not intervene?" Cermine asked anxiously.

"Do not interfere. Despite my disdain for her, I will not stoop to such actions. If she succeeds, it is her fortune," Elder Grecia replied coldly, dismissing any notion of intervention.