Chapter 402
The forest fell silent, suffused with an eerie stillness that belied the terror that had unfolded moments before. Elysia's naive curiosity had led her into a trap, a web of deceit woven by the cunning witch whose presence loomed like a shadow over the ancient trees.
As the witch completed her dark ritual, the air crackled with malevolent energy, tendrils of darkness coiling around Elysia's form. The scene was horrifying to behold, even the forest creatures dared not witness the gruesome transformation unfolding before them.
Elysia's anguished screams pierced the air, echoing through the dense foliage, a haunting lament that spoke of innocence lost and destinies entwined by forces beyond mortal comprehension. Within moments, the cacophony of her cries subsided into an eerie silence, a portent of the dark fate that had befallen her.