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The legacy of Candice Blossom 1.8
Elder Quentin roamed in circles for the span of a minute before dropping the question "So what do you intend to do?" David felt his knee jerk. The spell was wearing off and now he had to deal with a scheming elder witch. David's plan was to exorcise his sister before Alpha Sofiane or Candice did anything to jeopardize the rocky peace that had been sustained between the eating faction. He had no problem telling Quentin if he trusted the warlock. It sounded selfish to put oneself above the preservation of one's kind but that was the Blossom way of survival. He was a shunned one. The disgraced runts were the first to kick the bucket. If he told the elder, there was more than a fair chance the warlock would just leave him to the wolves literally and take credit for everything. Exorcism was no
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