Halora moved her head in despair and resentment. The young man who was once her savior was killed by an evil witch.
Her hands, her clothes was covered with blood while Damara, the black witch burst into laughter, as she succeeded in the end.
"No! No! You can't do this to me, Sebatian! You can't die like this, please wake up!" She tried to awaken his numb body but it was too late now.
Damara used an ancient dagger and its blade was soaked in a river of poison. She stabbed him to death, with no mercy and pity on her eyes.
"I have warned you, Halora. I won't stop, until you surrender to me the powerful ring!" And by that moment, a bright, luminous light shone through the ruined window.
Damara blocked it through her arms but the lightning was too strong and could even make her blind and burn into ashes.
