Never-Ending Cycle

Titania clenched her fist. "Why do I have to stay in this strange world and suffer?" They couldn't say anything back. "No matter what you all want to do, it doesn't matter. I'll do whatever I want to do, and that is to go back." 

"Is that what you really want?"

Titania gasps as she holds her neck, she falls on her knees and struggles to find a way to breathe but there's nothing she could do. 

The men in the room panicked and Draco immediately tried to help. However, an unknown strong gust of wind pushed them away from her. Her eyes are getting blurry as she saw a woman with long black hair in front of her. 

Titania struggled to speak. "W-Who?"

The woman chuckled and held her chin up to make Titania look at her. "This is why you shouldn't have done that." Her cold yet cheeky voice said as she continued laughing at the young fairy who's losing her consciousness.