Then, Black smoked suddenly covered where she stood and every instinct in her body yelled at her to move away, and she did just as something struck the ground she was standing on just moments ago...and she watched in horror as the spot instantly decayed.

What sort of powers were those?

"You think lightning makes you a god?!" The witch's voice seemed to be echoing all around, a venomous tone curling around every syllable, "But storms will burn out and shadows will always devour!"

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