Chapter Twenty Seven

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"This is not how it was supposed to be." The creatures said. "But it is acceptable. The unexpected is not unwelcome. The harvest approaches." Then the strange abominations disappeared. "Well that was easier than expected." Abigail said. "Their hubris was their fatal flaw." The Witch Hunter said and pointedly looked at Abigail. Go ahead and try it. "Reminds me of someone." Abigail said. "And who would that be?" The Witch Hunter asked. "I'm sure you can guess." Abigail said. She let Midnight vanish from her hand. The Witch Hunter looked like she was listening to something, something that Abigail couldn't hear. That had to be Ivor talking to his faithful minion. "I warned him." The Witch Hunter sighed. There was a moment of silence. "I agree, this is his problem. We have our conce

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