Creeds pov.

Forming a circle in our fighting stances, I can see hundreds of witches and warlocks coming right at us. Without a word Lily puts up a protection spell around Rayali and I, walking slowly towards the witches.

“Lily, please! Please don’t do this!” I begged her. “We can do this together!”

She doesn’t stop though, no, she keeps going.

Her magic starts to consume her, her identity mask slips off, her hair starts floating and her eyes are glowing. Her fire takes over ...