THE MYSTERY CITY

CHAPTER 114

“Then it’s better not to take anything with you that she can use against us. Under the illusion of imaginary threats, you can kill each other!”

“Prepare to hit, and the damage will be less?” she whispered, looking into eyes the color of cut barite. Tomorrow is the thirtieth. Only day and night left!

The skin seemed to be covered with frost. Is this all for real? What she does? Hunting a witch? Who would have guessed that life would turn out like this? But just recently, she just wanted to live her life calmly as a dummy of the city with her surviving friends and did not believe in magic and witches. Where does it all go? Where is the girl who froze in horror when she touched the hand of the Great and Terrible Masked Man?

Now she, together with the Director of the Satanic Circus, plans to destroy the last surviving witch, in fact, creating genocide. As easily as she sent a witch hunter to a painful death. At what point did that castling take place, at which the terrible City ceased to