CHAPTER 44: DANCE OF WITCHES
ICARUS Nothing prepared me for the sight that played out in front of me. One moment I was whispering my last prayer, the next moment I was watching Freya being controlled like a puppet by some terrifying looking witches in their ghoulish forms. I had to blink multiple times to be sure it wasn't a dream or a hallucination, but I was met with the same frightening sight every single time. The witches stood tall and thin like scarecrows, with arms stretched out towards Freya. They looked dead, yet alive with greyish, somewhat transparent skin and large red, bulging eyes which glared at Freya and I. There was something peculiar about them. I could sense it deep down that I had encountered these witches before. On second thought, I didn't need a seer to tell me why they were so full of ang
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