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Seraphina's heart swelled with relief as the visions of the future began to fade, leaving her with a profound sense of hope. Her glimpse into what lay ahead had been a turbulent whirlwind, filled with uncertainty and foreboding. But in the midst of that chaotic tapestry, one image stood out like a beacon of light in the darkness: Agnes.

As the silvery glow in her eyes dimmed, Seraphina knew that Agnes had not only regained her powers but had ascended to a level of mastery that was awe-inspiring. She had become a witch of the first order, a title reserved for the most skilled and formidable among their kind. Seraphina's heart swelled with pride and admiration for the young witch.

Agnes, who had once been stripped of her magic, had not only reclaimed her abilities but had surpassed all expectations. She had risen like a phoenix from the ashes, stronger and more determined than ever. It was a testament to her resilience and her unwavering commitment to their coven.

The relief Seraphina f