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Anya's expression was etched with a quiet determination, her eyes narrowed as she focused all of her energy on the powerful sorceress. Octavia, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, her lips curved into a cruel smile as she regarded the elder of the Blackwood pack.

"Release him, Octavia," Anya commanded, her voice firm and unwavering. "This ends now."

Octavia let out a low, menacing chuckle, and Phillip felt a chill run down his spine.

"Oh, Anya," the sorceress purred, her tone dripping with a twisted amusement. "This is far from over."

With a flick of her wrist, Octavia unleashed a barrage of magical energy, the air crackling with raw power as it surged towards Anya.

Anya reacted instantly, her own magic flaring to life as she met Octavia's attack head-on. The two women became a blur of motion, their powers clashing in a spectacular display of light and sound.

Phillip watched in awe, his grip tightening on his weapon as he waited for an opening, a chance to strike. But the battle was so
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