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In the dimly lit chamber that served as the central meeting place for their coven, Constantine stood before a gathered assembly of witches. The air was thick with tension and uncertainty, a stark contrast to the usual air of unity and shared purpose that had defined their gatherings in the past. She knew that her next words would shape the destiny of their coven.

"Witches of our sacred sisterhood," Constantine began, her voice carrying authority and a hint of urgency. "I stand before you today not only as your leader but as a bearer of grave tidings. It has come to my attention that we face a threat like no other, one that seeks to disrupt the balance of our world and endanger our sacred traditions."

Murmurs of curiosity and concern rippled through the assembly. They leaned in closer, their eyes fixed on Constantine.

She continued, "I speak of a prophecy, one that has been whispered among our most ancient and revered members. It speaks of an abomination, a force that could bring about
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