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CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIVE

Meanwhile in New Orleans, Nara was trying to put all the pieces back together.

Nara Inadu was an enigma. A powerful witch feared across the lands, her name was whispered in hushed tones, as if uttering it might summon her wrath. Yet behind this fearsome image, there was a good heart.

Though ruthless and unyielding in pursuit of her goals, Nara could also be merciful. She had a sharp wit, often using her powerful magic to protect the innocent and punish the wicked. On occasion, she even used her magic for the benefit of the common folk, helping them with their struggles and providing gifts when she deemed it necessary and when her wrath is needed and she wants to use it, nothing stops her.

Nara was a force to be reckoned with. She could summon storms, raise the dead, and even bend time and space to her will. It was said that she could even transform into a powerful beast that could rend the strongest of warriors in two with a single swipe of its claws. The