Angelina POV
My heart pounded in my chest, matching the rhythm of my footsteps as I ventured deeper into the treacherous depths of the cave. Every fiber of my being screamed with a burning desire to confront the witch, to bring her to justice for the havoc she had wreaked upon innocent lives.
The air within the cave grew heavy with an ominous presence, as if the very walls were taunting me, mocking my futile attempts to navigate through its twisted passages. Shadows danced and flickered, playing tricks on my weary eyes, as though the cave itself conspired with the witch to hinder my progress. But I refused to succumb to despair.
Her whispers echoed through the labyrinthine tunnels, their haunting voices bouncing off the jagged walls, each one a reminder of my supposed failure. Yet, thei
