As Elena's voice faded, Glinda's eyes snapped open, a flood of memories washing over her.
She caught the wary gazes of those beyond the curse and blurted out, "It's all fake, everything you saw is not real. I'm the one who killed the master. I am the Witch of True Life! I'm the villain here, just aim your accusations at me, not the master!"
Even at that moment, her first thought was to shield her master's legacy, her voice laced with determination, betraying no hint of regret for not overcoming the assessment. Yet, despite the sincerity in her voice, disbelief hung in the air.
The scenes had been vivid and undeniable, revealed through a curse invoked by the representatives of the sacred lands.
How could it be wrong?
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