It was quick, brutal, and precise.
This was the trap I laid out after purposely provoking Gale.
After my fireball attack against Gale was effortlessly countered, I came to a realization.
I was evenly matched with Gale in strength.
If we simply battled head-on, neither of us would gain the upper hand.
With time passing, she would drain my strength.
While she could tap into the boundless power of her fellow witches to recharge, I couldnât.
If the fight dragged on, Iâd be the only one suffering.
Ivy suggested, âHoney, we need to seek help from outside sources.
â
âBut how do we get it? Look, thereâs nothing here but werewolves and witches, along with a few scattered stones.
â
ALL of a sudden, a spark ignited in my eyes.
Stones!
Excitedly, Ivy suggested, âStones can be weapons! Thereâs a big one right next to you.
We can use it to crush Gale and send her to hell!â
I couldnât argue.
That idea sounded pretty smart.
But how could I be sure that the stone would actually hit Gale?
We were far, and she wasnât dumb enough to stay put.
By the time the stone reached her, sheâd move.
Right when I was pondering, Galeâs taunting voice broke in.
Without hesitation, Ivy and I decided to tease her and lure her closer.
As expected, the plan worked perfectly.
With the stone being large and right by Gale, I caught her off guard with a surprise attack.
Unable to dodge, Gale took a direct hit from the stone, leaving her bruised on the spot.
I grinned as I watched her tumble down.
This was my moment!
I dashed over without hesitation.
But just as I was about to kill her with my claws, something unexpected happened.
Debraâs POV:
Unexpectedly, a sudden breeze came from behind and quickly moved towards me.