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“Tha... How do you know my. mother's name? ” Ragnar said angrily, the red shadows leaking from him intensified drastically, disintegrating whatever was close to him.

“I cannot believe it, it's the prince of the Night moon clan. ” The witches said and began laughing in unison.

Those were words Ragnar had not heard for a long time, ever since he escaped from that God forsaken place and he never wanted to hear those words again.

“Imagine the rewards we would get from queen Lucia if we captured her son? ” The witches said in unison, resuming their laughter.

“Enough of this, I am going nowhere!!!! ” Ragnar screamed in anger.

His muscles shrunk more and his hair fell out completely, his skin began to peel leaving behind patches of red muscle tissue.

“Fuck controlling this power, do you want to see. witchcraft? well here it is. ” Ragnar growled before letting out a deep guttural roar that shook the trees.

Ragnar's body began emmiting red smoke from all sides, corroding all around him,
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