*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh’s POV*
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“Did you kill them all that quick, Mom?” I asked my mother in shock as I saw that not a single creature around us was on their feet.
The Queen of the Northern Witches turned to me, making me flinch when I saw her eyes were black. And she seemed to be murmuring something.
Hold on… what in the heck happened to her? Is she okay? Or did she do some epic magic that caused the enemies to fall to the ground in an instant?
Her eyes slowly came back to their blue color, and I presume she’s in herself now.
“Claude, dear, are you okay? I saw what happened to you here from Pryce’s mind. She went to us just a while ago, and we were so worried. Are you alright? You both were hurt. Three of you. Your cousin, where is she?” She asked me, and worry was evident in her face and voice. She touched me from my head, shoulders, and then she checked my vitals.