Chapter 63 Hatred Of Cyrus

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Deep within the mystical woods, Lisa found herself in an unexpected encounter with Witch Clara. The dappled sunlight filtered through the ancient trees, casting an enchanting glow on the surroundings. Clara, at first glance, presented herself with an air of sweetness, attempting to mask her darker intentions. Clara, with a disarming smile: "Lisa, what a pleasant surprise. I've heard so much about you." Lisa, cautious but polite: "Clara. It's been a while. What brings you here?" Clara, feigning innocence: "Oh, just enjoying the tranquility of the woods. It's a peaceful retreat, don't you think?" As they walked along the winding path, Clara maintained her facade of friendliness. However, Lisa's keen intuition sensed an underlying tension in the air. The rustling leaves and distant whispe

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