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Before the witch of the hut would say anything else, she, first of all, mumbled silent words and then breezed out air through her mouth.
Just after this, she did not also fail to express her evil laughter as she stared at Cyrus and slowly paced around him as he also stood firm in a position.
"For among them all, you will be the strongest and no limitation shall weaken you but your heart. You shall torment your kind and be a terror to them that gets in your way until you have satisfied me and defeat your kind must you defeat yourself as well." She said as she gave him more of the portion to drink.
In this fashion, she handed Cyrus the portion in his hand and he willingly poured it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly indicated the effectiveness of the portion with the light it showed from his eyes which soon became normal in the twink of an eye.
"Go now and make me proud!" The witch ordered as she began again in a continuous evil cackle.
