Chapter 12

Eve looked up at Ethan, her eyes filled with determination. "What is it?" she asked, her voice filled with hope.

Ethan's frown turned into a grim smile as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial. "We have to use the Elixir of Elemental Convergence," he explained. "It's our only hope to control and redirect the destructive power of the tornado."

Eve nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. She reached out and took the vial from Ethan's hand. "But how do we use it?" she wondered, her voice tinged with worry.

"Eve, you have the power within you," Ethan said, his voice filled with confidence. "You have the ability to channel the elements. We just need to awaken it."

Eve's heart skipped a beat as she realized what Ethan was suggesting. "You want me to use my powers to stop the tornado?" she asked, her voice filled with both fear and excitement.

Ethan nodded. "Yes, Eve. You have the potential to do incredible things. We just need to tap into that power now."

Eve took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. She closed her eyes and held the vial tightly in her hand, focusing on the energy swirling around her. Slowly, she felt it begin to resonate with her own inner power.

With a burst of energy, Eve unleashed her elemental abilities. She could feel the wind responding to her command, swirling and twirling in sync with her own movements. Guided by her instincts and Ethan's guidance, Eve directed the swirling winds towards the tornado, using her powers to control and manipulate it.

The tornado began to slow down, its fury diminishing with each passing second. Eventually, it dispersed into nothing more than a gentle breeze, leaving behind a sense of calm.

Eve looked at Ethan, her eyes wide with amazement. "We did it," she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief and awe.

Ethan smiled and pulled Eve into a tight embrace. "I knew you could do it," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You're more powerful than you realize."

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, they heard a weak voice coming from behind them. It was Seraphina, her voice barely a whisper. "Thank you," she said, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Eve and Ethan rushed to her side, helping her to sit up. "We couldn't let you self destruct," Eve said, her voice filled with determination. "We had to try to save you."

" why were you trying to self destruct.?"Eve asked

Seraphina sighed "whize witches are limited to some knowledge because if our pure magic, do when we get the knowledge of forbidden magic,we can't spill it otherwise we risk our souls becoming corrupted and tainted by darkness."

"Being a witch can be quite challenging," Eve suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed, luckily Ethan reacted quickly, catching her before she hit the ground. Worriedly, he examined her, gently placing a hand on her forehead, which remained at a normal temperature.

"It seems she may have overexerted herself with her powers," Ethan remarked, concern etched on his face. "Given her unfamiliarity with them, she may experience dizziness at times. Her human body is delicate, so it might be best if you..."

"No!" Ethan interrupted before the suggestion could be finished. "Thank you for your help, Claudin, but it would be wise for you to keep your distance now." His tone shifted from light to a deep, intimidating voice.

The witch, once known as Seraphina, furrowed her brow and slowly shed her beautiful skin, revealing a hideous creature with dark, dirty skin and long, unkempt nails.

"My Lord, there are certain things that cannot be changed, and fate is one of them. One cannot make the same mistake twice," Claudin advised.

"Since when do servants offer advice to their master?" Ethan retorted, his voice growing colder. "You have served your purpose, Claudin, and I have obtained the information I sought. You have no business in my affairs now." Ethan carefully cradled Eve in his arms.

"As you wish, Master," Claudin conceded, standing off to the side as she watched Ethan disappear into thin air with Eve in his arms. Under her breath, she murmured, "How can someone wield borrowed power so effortlessly?"

With a snap of her fingers, Claudin transformed her intimidating coven into a cozy room, illuminated by small, flickering candles.

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The colossal creature strode determinedly through the dense forest, moving with a quickened pace. Every step it took caused the dry leaves to rustle and sigh beneath its colossal feet.

After half an hour of steady walking, the creature arrived at a frozen section of the forest. It let out a relieved sigh as it beheld the cold, snow-covered landscape. The frigid air brought a shiver to its massive frame.

Continuing on, the creature veered towards the outskirts of the forest, following a familiar path. Its destination lay beyond the forest's edge, and it pressed forward with purposeful strides.