At the coven, Itoro and her colleague knelt before their queen but their heads bowed in silence. When queen asked about the one they had left behind, neither of them could find the right words.
"My queen, we were almost close then all of a sudden she started complaining of pain," Itoro finally spoke, her voice laced with guilt. "We tried using our magic on her, but it wasn’t working. I don’t understand—this has never happened before. Please, forgive me, my queen. It was all my fault. If I hadn’t brought my sister’s case to you, she might still be with us."
"Yes she's saying the truth," her colleague agreed solemnly and raised her head a little.
"What truth?!" the queen bellowed. "Why did you leave her? Are y'all not supposed to work together?!" Her voice echoed throughout the coven as she summoned flames upon her staff with her dark magic along.
A servant hesitated before stepping forward and bowing. With a nod, the queen granted him permission to proceed. Carefully, he carried a large, round tray piled high with humán hèarts—more than ten in number—and set it down before them. The queen picked the largest heart, took a bitè, and chewed slowly, savoring it. Then, with a flick of her hand, she instructed him to distribute the rest among those present. Only a handful of witchès and wizárds were in attendance; the others were likely away on assignments.
After finishing her meal, the queen made her decision. She instructed Itoro to leave for now that a lot is on her table that she should return in a month. Losing one of their own was something that she couldn't just let slide at that moment..
"For now, set this issue aside," the queen commanded. "Get close to your sister again. Earn her trust, just as before. If possible allow them to move the children from that very place." Itoro nodded in and then she brought her back to the real world through the mirror.
Back at the pastor oyem's house, they dragged the girl's lifeless body outside and prayed fervently for hours, anointing the entire house. Eventually, everyone went to sleep—except for the pastor. He remained awake, pacing around the compound, speaking in tongues until morning. He had already discerned that she was a wîtch who had came with evîl intentions, but her plans had failed to prevail.
Bamidele and her husband were contacted immediately, and upon hearing the shocking news, they rushed to the scene. They knelt down to thank God, with Bamidele breaking into tears. The atmosphere was tense—everyone present was in shock. Some used leaves to block her waist down to her laps to blur her irritáting view. Some flies were hovering around her. Some drove the flies, took pictures, while others simply observed in silence before leaving. Itoro somehow found her way there but she joined the crowd to spy from afar. She wore a brown hijab that she borrowed from someone on her face to avoid being recognized.
Everyone thought the witch had attacked the pastor because that’s what he wanted them to believe. They didn’t tell anyone what really happened since people were watching. The children stayed inside the whole time and were never seen. Only Bamidele, her husband and Itoro knew the truth.
Later on, pastor called his security team, who removed the body from the premises for disposal. Turning to Bamidele and her husband, he urged them to remain prayerful and advised them to extend the children's stay indefinitely.
"They didn't come for me," the pastor said solemnly, "they came for the children. Their names have been written in their book for elimination. To prevent this, you must allow them to remain in our care. You are free to visit—feed them, clothe them, do whatever you wish—but for their safety, this is where they need to be. In just a few days of staying here, their bodies are already adjusting, unlike before when they were tormented by these demónic forces."
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"My queen, we were almost close then all of a sudden she started complaining of pain," Itoro finally spoke, her voice laced with guilt. "We tried using our magic on her, but it wasn’t working. I don’t understand—this has never happened before. Please, forgive me, my queen. It was all my fault. If I hadn’t brought my sister’s case to you, she might still be with us."
"Yes she's saying the truth," her colleague agreed solemnly and raised her head a little.
"What truth?!" the queen bellowed. "Why did you leave her? Are y'all not supposed to work together?!" Her voice echoed throughout the coven as she summoned flames upon her staff with her dark magic along.
A servant hesitated before stepping forward and bowing. With a nod, the queen granted him permission to proceed. Carefully, he carried a large, round tray piled high with humán hèarts—more than ten in number—and set it down before them. The queen picked the largest heart, took a bitè, and chewed slowly, savoring it. Then, with a flick of her hand, she instructed him to distribute the rest among those present. Only a handful of witchès and wizárds were in attendance; the others were likely away on assignments.
After finishing her meal, the queen made her decision. She instructed Itoro to leave for now that a lot is on her table that she should return in a month. Losing one of their own was something that she couldn't just let slide at that moment..
"For now, set this issue aside," the queen commanded. "Get close to your sister again. Earn her trust, just as before. If possible allow them to move the children from that very place." Itoro nodded in and then she brought her back to the real world through the mirror.
Back at the pastor oyem's house, they dragged the girl's lifeless body outside and prayed fervently for hours, anointing the entire house. Eventually, everyone went to sleep—except for the pastor. He remained awake, pacing around the compound, speaking in tongues until morning. He had already discerned that she was a wîtch who had came with evîl intentions, but her plans had failed to prevail.
Bamidele and her husband were contacted immediately, and upon hearing the shocking news, they rushed to the scene. They knelt down to thank God, with Bamidele breaking into tears. The atmosphere was tense—everyone present was in shock. Some used leaves to block her waist down to her laps to blur her irritáting view. Some flies were hovering around her. Some drove the flies, took pictures, while others simply observed in silence before leaving. Itoro somehow found her way there but she joined the crowd to spy from afar. She wore a brown hijab that she borrowed from someone on her face to avoid being recognized.
Everyone thought the witch had attacked the pastor because that’s what he wanted them to believe. They didn’t tell anyone what really happened since people were watching. The children stayed inside the whole time and were never seen. Only Bamidele, her husband and Itoro knew the truth.
Later on, pastor called his security team, who removed the body from the premises for disposal. Turning to Bamidele and her husband, he urged them to remain prayerful and advised them to extend the children's stay indefinitely.
"They didn't come for me," the pastor said solemnly, "they came for the children. Their names have been written in their book for elimination. To prevent this, you must allow them to remain in our care. You are free to visit—feed them, clothe them, do whatever you wish—but for their safety, this is where they need to be. In just a few days of staying here, their bodies are already adjusting, unlike before when they were tormented by these demónic forces."
SILENT BETRAYAL [9️⃣]
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At the coven, Itoro and her colleague knelt before their queen but their heads bowed in silence. When queen asked about the one they had left behind, neither of them could find the right words.
"My queen, we were almost close then all of a sudden she started complaining of pain," Itoro finally spoke, her voice laced with guilt. "We tried using our magic on her, but it wasn’t working. I don’t understand—this has never happened before. Please, forgive me, my queen. It was all my fault. If I hadn’t brought my sister’s case to you, she might still be with us."
"Yes she's saying the truth," her colleague agreed solemnly and raised her head a little.
"What truth?!" the queen bellowed. "Why did you leave her? Are y'all not supposed to work together?!" Her voice echoed throughout the coven as she summoned flames upon her staff with her dark magic along.
A servant hesitated before stepping forward and bowing. With a nod, the queen granted him permission to proceed. Carefully, he carried a large, round tray piled high with humán hèarts—more than ten in number—and set it down before them. The queen picked the largest heart, took a bitè, and chewed slowly, savoring it. Then, with a flick of her hand, she instructed him to distribute the rest among those present. Only a handful of witchès and wizárds were in attendance; the others were likely away on assignments.
After finishing her meal, the queen made her decision. She instructed Itoro to leave for now that a lot is on her table that she should return in a month. Losing one of their own was something that she couldn't just let slide at that moment..
"For now, set this issue aside," the queen commanded. "Get close to your sister again. Earn her trust, just as before. If possible allow them to move the children from that very place." Itoro nodded in and then she brought her back to the real world through the mirror.
Back at the pastor oyem's house, they dragged the girl's lifeless body outside and prayed fervently for hours, anointing the entire house. Eventually, everyone went to sleep—except for the pastor. He remained awake, pacing around the compound, speaking in tongues until morning. He had already discerned that she was a wîtch who had came with evîl intentions, but her plans had failed to prevail.
Bamidele and her husband were contacted immediately, and upon hearing the shocking news, they rushed to the scene. They knelt down to thank God, with Bamidele breaking into tears. The atmosphere was tense—everyone present was in shock. Some used leaves to block her waist down to her laps to blur her irritáting view. Some flies were hovering around her. Some drove the flies, took pictures, while others simply observed in silence before leaving. Itoro somehow found her way there but she joined the crowd to spy from afar. She wore a brown hijab that she borrowed from someone on her face to avoid being recognized.
Everyone thought the witch had attacked the pastor because that’s what he wanted them to believe. They didn’t tell anyone what really happened since people were watching. The children stayed inside the whole time and were never seen. Only Bamidele, her husband and Itoro knew the truth.
Later on, pastor called his security team, who removed the body from the premises for disposal. Turning to Bamidele and her husband, he urged them to remain prayerful and advised them to extend the children's stay indefinitely.
"They didn't come for me," the pastor said solemnly, "they came for the children. Their names have been written in their book for elimination. To prevent this, you must allow them to remain in our care. You are free to visit—feed them, clothe them, do whatever you wish—but for their safety, this is where they need to be. In just a few days of staying here, their bodies are already adjusting, unlike before when they were tormented by these demónic forces."
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