Someone said, âIt looks to be a female⦠Possibly a witch.
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With a concerned expression, Caleb commanded, âContinue the search!
Letâs uncover more.
â
âUnderstood!â
The team, adept in their task, expanded their search from the initial discovery.
âFound another here!â
âAnd one over here, too!â
âOh my God! There are so many skeletons!â
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It didnât take long for the team to stumble upon the remains of more than a hundred witches.
The quantity was astounding.
Nonetheless, the team also discovered numerous werewolf skeletons.
These skeletons were arranged nearby, exuding a chilling aura.
An unexplainable unease overwhelmed me, the heavy air making it difficult to breathe.
What had transpired between the Thorn Edge Pack and the witches to breed such deep-seated hatred, resulting in devastating losses?
Sensing my distress, Caleb wrapped an arm around me, offering a reassuring pat on the shoulder.
âDonât dwell on it.
Itâs all behind us now.
â
Was the conflict truly resolved?
Gazing upon the remains of both werewolves and witches, memories of my motherâs words in a dream flooded my thoughts, seeding doubts.
I was convinced the issue wasnât fully addressed.
We had only incinerated the foggy forest, temporarily resolving the poisoning threat, but we hadnât uncovered the individual responsible for it.
The enemy lurked in the shadows while we remained in the open.
If they struck again, we wouldnât be prepared to defend ourselves.
At that moment, the cleanup teamâs leader approached us.
He asked with deference, âAlpha, how shall we proceed with the witchesâ remains?â
Caleb paused to consider, then asked, âWhat has been the customary approach?â
âThe longstanding animosity between the Thorn Edge Pack and the witches traditionally dictates reducing their remains to ashes, ensuring their spirits find no solace.
It has been deemed the most fitting response,â the leader explained.
Caleb didnât respond right away; instead, he gazed at me.