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Eternal Love of a Witch

Thomas Phyla, Prince of the Megalima Kingdom, who had been cast out of his throne and cursed by the White Wizard, happened to cross paths with Amara Iris, a Witch who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Iris used Thomas as a means of escape from the swamp of death, but when she realizes how much he is suffering as a result of the White Wizard's curse, she feels driven to work with the Prince to break the spell and keep Thomas by her sides as a soul mate. Because of the White Wizard's curse, Thomas was always at risk of passing away, he always died and occasionally came extremely close to passing away. When Morgan Lloyd, the werewolf who is thought to have killed his pack, shows up, everything becomes a complete mess. Iris is confused when the man suddenly decides to make her his life-and-death partner. Iris will do what? Will she leave with Morgan as the wolf's lover or stick by Thomas until the end and aid him in breaking the White Wizard's curse? "You are mine as long as we are linked!" Iris. "Whatever happens, I won't leave you." Thomas. "We must be together. You are my partner. Don't look at other men!" Morgan. Which choice will Iris make? A journey filled with murder, sacrifice, love, and warmth begins!

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300 Chs

Self Defense 3

Iris bit her lip, her long hair that had been loose was now flowing down. The tree roots that protected her were half hollow from the Witches' attacks, Miguel didn't use any strength on Iris, he just stood and watched with a smile on his face.

"Dammit, you are dammit! Deliberately making them attack me at the same time!"

Iris wanted to curse Miguel again, but the witches kept on casting their magic at her, she had no choice but to defend herself and direct her red smoke and counterattack. The undead that she summoned slowly started to arrive and attack the witches.

"Ah!" A Witches was flung backward, the Undead orc tugging at her feet and slamming her down.

A moment of chaos ensued.

Iris chuckled softly, the Undead had arrived. She looked at Miguel with a defiant look. The Great Wizard realized that he had to intervene.

BLAR!