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Sigrid watched as Morgana turned her back, blood flowing from the dozens of wounds covering her body.

She was ready to run, desperate to escape somewhere.

It was incredible how humiliating fear of death could be for anyone.

All the glamour, all the superiority—none of it existed in critical moments.

Morgana was more desperate than she had ever been in her life.

How could she have been so foolish, feeding a formidable enemy right under her nose?

At what point had that Selenia parasitized Electra’s body?

There was no time to figure it out now. She needed to flee, fast, to her mansion. She had to gather her children and escape through the portal in the secret sanctuary, where she kept her family’s most powerful book—The Book of Risorgimento.

It couldn’t fall into this damn woman’s hands. It held all the secrets of her ancestors, spells she herself had never even mastered.

Muttering the runes of escape, she prepared to create a portal outside Electra’s mansion.

She was suffocatin