LUKAS’ POVGoing to the oracle proved to be another useless and fruitless attempt for me, even though she had given me the little bottle that had medicine in it. At this point, I was really doubting her and everything that she was giving me. She didn’t seem like she even wanted to help me and she was behaving like she was being forced to do all the things that she was doing. I wasn’t forcing her to do anything, I was simply expecting her to do what she had said was her job. I regretted not killing her, but I didn't want to regret killing her one day, I didn't want to need her one day after I had killed her. The fact that she hadn't helped me today didn't mean that she would never be able to help me. Aside from the little bottle that had what she called a pain killer, she hadn't really been of much use to me lately. She had been giving me a lot of advice lately and it was advice that I hadn't asked for or even wanted in the first place. Why would a witch think that I would go to her f
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