Chapter 42

Loud roars of thunder resounded at the wide dark sky. Lightning strikes the trees and the branches and the grass and leaves, creating a wildfire into the forest. The animals that were peacefully resting and sleeping at their homes were forced to evacuate. Their home was decimated from the anger of the Wicked Witch. Soon birds from different directions gawked and flew towards every possible direction.

All creatures, may it be the creepy crawlers hiding beneath the rocks and the ground. The birds in the air and the four legged mammals. All of them were trying to get away.

Ursula's wrath displayed onto the sky as she was standing in front of the humongous window in the west wing. The last room where she and her sister Luntian had fought hundreds of years ago. She raised her staff as the red diamond cradled by the enchanted metal glowed an ethereal bloody color.

The Wicked Witch felt the disappearance of Luther’s soul while was doing her rounds at the Castle. She felt a tug on her heart