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Writer's POV….

All she felt while staring at Mary was rage and a seemingly untamable desire to rip her head off - Daciana had never for once in her entire life crave to kill someone as she did right now.

Mary, however, was scurrying on the floor, not in fright but nervousness. Though she's now a supposedly elite magician, she's still afraid of Daciana. Her dark aura is something that sticks to her openly and displeases Mary so fucking' much.

Daciana took a step forward, her feet stepping on wood, and it got broken instantly. Mary almost gasped as she gazed at her, shockingly—is she using her...