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Chapter 30: THE WITCH’S TOMB

Author: Joan f . Vanzant
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The eerie silence weighed heavy on my chest as I stepped closer to the ancient tomb. Every instinct screamed at me to stop, to turn back before it was too late, but I couldn’t. We were too deep in now, and the fate of Silverclaw hung in the balance. I could feel the dark energy pulsing through the air, growing stronger the closer I got to the crumbling stone.

“This is it,” Lysandra whispered, her eyes locked on the tomb. “The third key.”

My hand hovered over the tombstone, the air humming with a low, steady vibration. The earth itself felt alive beneath my feet, as though something beneath the surface was stirring, waiting. The tomb had a presence—an ancient, malevolent energy that wrapped itself around us, making it hard to breathe.

“What do you mean, this is the third key?” Kael asked, his voice tense. “Where is it?”

Lysandra turned to face us, her expression unreadable. “The third key is more than just an object. It’s an artifact—one that binds the witch’s spirit to the curse. It’s
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