ALICE POV
Once Marco's warriors and ranked members took in their leader's current state, they froze in place. The battle stopped as fast as it had erupted not long before. Alex and his guys were still growing ready to end the battle, while Dad embraced me, relieved. Kissing my temple, he whispered, “Good job, Ali. I see you've tapped earlier into our heritage than expected. With a bit more practice, you'll kick ass like me.” I frowned at his antics. How could he be so light-hearted in such a bloodbath? Dad chuckled softly, understanding my swirling emotions.
“Don't worry. I think they got the message. See? None of them wanted to mess with a Greenie warlock, darling. Only those two were dumb enough,” he added, pointing to the two comatose bodies a few feet away from my feet.
Maybe he was
