Chapter 1021

Abigail left, carrying Michael's body.

But the words she left behind had sent shivers down the spines of those who heard her. Even though they escaped death, they couldn't find it in themselves to be happy.

Who would have thought an ordinary woman was the Mystic Arts Order's Grand Sorceress?

The Mystic Arts Order's name alone sent fear into the hearts of people. The dread that had deeply ingrained itself was impossible to erase.

Nothing good will ever come from offending the Grand Sorceress. What was more, they had forced her father to his death.

Since it involved the death of her loved one, the grievance she held would know no bounds.

From today onward, they would have to live in constant fear and anxiety. With no other way out, they could only await death.

"Sir Reeds, what do we do now? It seems like we have landed ourselves in huge trouble!"

A pale Graham stumbled his way toward Ronald. He still hadn't recovered from the injury Dustin's sword had inflicted.

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