Chapter 80
Anastasia continued walking down the deserted road, hearing voices inside her head. She shook her head, feeling tears stream down her cheek.
"They deserve to die. All of them!" She heard Alora's voice echo in her head.
"It's okay, you know."
She turned and gasped, taking a step backward at the sight of Alora.
"Alora?"
"I've once been in your shoes. Scared for my life until they took my friends away from me," Alora said. "You know exactly what to do," she added. "This is our land, and you're going to claim it back for us."
"But—"
"You have magic," Alora said. "Make use of it. You are more powerful than you think."
Anastasia stared down at her hands, her mind flashing back to how she had attacked Aeris and the guards. She was really powerful. With the magic of fifteen witches, she could reclaim the kingdom.
"It's the right thing to do," Alora said. "You are a witch, one of us now. A vampire slayer."
