Chapter 17

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“The Dark Witches,” Caedmon said. “How is that possible? Don't the Dark Witches get killed by the Faes? How do they exist then, and how come they formed such a big force?” I asked him everything that came to my mind. “It is possible if the Fae king is manipulated by dark magic,” he pointed out. “No way!” I exclaimed. If what he is suggesting is true, then we are f****d. If somehow, someone managed to manipulate the one who cannot be manipulated, we are f****d. Faes are made to protect the earth, by terminating the Dark Witches. Dark magic doesn't work on them so how come they got manipulated by the Dark Magic? “Why don't they get killed if they are Dark Witches?” I asked. “They need to be alive to be killed,” he said. So, they are dead. I thought to myself and then ding, a thought

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