Danielle's POV
Lying on the couch, exhaustion weighed heavily on me, but a sense of gratitude overwhelmed my weariness. I turned my gaze toward Azura, a beacon of mystical knowledge and assistance. "Thank you, Azura. I owe you more than I can express."
Azura offered a reassuring smile, her eyes reflecting a depth of wisdom. "No need for thanks, Danielle. The balance of the supernatural world is delicate, and you play a vital role in maintaining it."
Curiosity tugged at me as Azura mentioned receiving help. "You said you had assistance. Who else was involved?"
Azura's gaze shifted to Dahlia, a figure lurking in the background. Dahlia stepped forward with a smirk, her demeanor carrying an unmistakable charm. "Well, well, Danielle, it seems I've earned my good witch points today."
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