As Jude confronted Elysia within the confines of the old house, his patience wore thin with each passing moment. The witch's elusive nature and cryptic games tested his resolve, yet beneath the surface of his frustration, a lingering sense of caution remained.
"For the last time, Elysia," Jude asserted, his voice tinged with a note of exasperation. "This charade ends now. Tell me why you're here."
Elysia regarded Jude with an enigmatic smile, her gaze unwavering as she met his eyes. The play of shadows danced across her features, lending an otherworldly allure to her presence.
"You seek answers, Jude," Elysia replied, her voice a haunting melody that echoed within the hollowed walls of the old house. "Yet the truth eludes you, hidden amidst the shadows."
Jude's jaw clenched, his frustration simmering beneath the surface of his resolve. He had not come here to engage in Elysia's twisted games, nor to succumb to the beguiling allure of her enchantments.
