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Chapter 6 The Gift Of Power

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Sophy was overwhelmed with emotion as she hugged the witches who had saved her. She was grateful for their bravery and selflessness, and she knew that she would never forget their kindness.

As she pulled back from the group hug, one of the witches stepped forward and handed Sophy a small, delicate necklace. The necklace was made of a glittering silver metal, and it was adorned with a small, shimmering crystal.

"This is for you, Sophy," the witch said, her eyes shining with kindness. "It's a gift from us to you, to help you on your journey."

Sophy took the necklace, feeling a surge of energy run through her body. As she put it on, she felt her powers increase by 100 fold. She was stronger, faster, and more magical than ever before.

"Thank you," Sophy said, her voice filled with gratitude. "This means so much to me."

The witches smiled, happy to see Sophy so happy. But their joy was short-lived, as a loud cry echoed through the forest.

"Sophy, no!" one of the witches cried, rushing to her side. "It's Ravenna! Lord Ravenswood has killed her!"

Sophy's eyes widened in horror as she rushed to Ravenna's side. She was lying on the ground, her body cold and still.

"No!" Sophy cried, tears streaming down her face. "This can't be happening!"

The witches gathered around Sophy, trying to comfort her. But Sophy was beyond consolation. She was consumed by anger and grief, and she knew that she would never forgive Lord Ravenswood for what he had done.

"I'll kill him," Sophy said, her voice cold and deadly. "I'll make him pay for what he's done."

The witches looked at each other nervously, knowing that Sophy's anger was a powerful force. But they also knew that Sophy's desire for revenge was justified.

"We'll help you, Sophy," one of the witches said. "We'll stand by your side as you face Lord Ravenswood."

Sophy nodded, her eyes blazing with determination. She knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but she was ready. She was ready to face Lord Ravenswood, and to make him pay for what he had done.

And so, Sophy's journey for revenge began. She was fueled by her anger and her desire for justice, and she was determined to see Lord Ravenswood brought to his knees.

Here is the continuation of Chapter 6:

As Sophy stood there, her anger and grief boiling over, the witches gathered around her, trying to calm her down. But Sophy was beyond consolation. She was consumed by her desire for revenge, and she knew that she would stop at nothing to make Lord Ravenswood pay.

"We'll help you, Sophy," one of the witches said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "We'll stand by your side as you face Lord Ravenswood."

Sophy nodded, her eyes still blazing with anger. She knew that she couldn't do it alone, and she was grateful for the witches' support.

Together, the group of witches and Sophy began to make plans for their attack on Lord Ravenswood. They gathered information, mapped out the castle's defenses, and came up with a strategy for taking down the evil lord.

As they worked, Sophy's anger and grief began to simmer down, replaced by a cold, calculating determination. She knew that she had a long and difficult road ahead of her, but she was ready.

She was ready to face Lord Ravenswood, and to make him pay for what he had done.

The night of the attack, Sophy and the witches snuck into the castle, avoiding the guards and making their way to Lord Ravenswood's chambers.

As they approached the door, Sophy could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that this was it – this was her chance to finally get revenge.

The witches nodded to her, and Sophy took a deep breath. She raised her hand, and the door burst open, revealing Lord Ravenswood sitting at his desk, a look of surprise on his face.

"Ah, Sophy," he said, a sneer spreading across his face. "I've been expecting you."

Sophy's eyes narrowed, and she took a step forward. "You're going to pay for what you did to Ravenna," she said, her voice cold and deadly.

Lord Ravenswood laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "I'm shaking in my boots," he said.

And with that, the battle began.

            
            

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