Daisy’s POV
Lizzie stirred, groggily awakening from her stupor, and I couldn't help but smirk at her feeble attempt to regain control. I strode over to her, my voice dripping with mockery as I taunted, "Well, Lizzie, it seems your dark magic isn't as impressive as you thought. It was actually very weak. I see kids with better tricks than you."
Lizzie's hateful glare met my gaze,
“Don’t be so overconfident. Just because you were able to defeat me doesn’t mean sh*t to me. My master won’t let somebody like you disrupt our plans. We are meant for greatness and you are nothing but a stain on the witch's name.” She spat out her threats.
I raised an eyebrow in response, unimpressed by her empty bravado. I was never one to tolerate witches who used their powers for sinister purposes.
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