"You're strong, my dear, but do you really think this is all I've got?" Celeste's clone sneered, growing bored with their exchange. She had been holding back her power, wanting to have some fun.
"Do you think your bluff will work on me?"
Denise remained calm and replied with a cold voice,
"You're really quite arrogant, my dear. Let me teach you a lesson before I send you to your maker " Celeste's clone shook her head in mockery. Suddenly, she started tearing black liquid.
The black liquid dripped onto the floor and quickly spread, painting everything in its path.
Denise's expression changed as she saw the whole room starting to flood.
Quickly, she used her wind spell to lift herself and Debbie up. She feared that the black liquid could be a deadly poison.
The black liquid continued to pour into the underground basement, transforming it into a murky lake.