Lycan Alpha's Untamed Luna

Chapter 340: Murderer of Her Child

"lI am no longer the snow, Tristana." The air crackled with a different kind of energy, but Tracy stayed where

she stood. "I can take you on; the power balance has shifted."

Hearing her confident words, Tracy was genuinely bemused. She stood on the spot without moving while trying

to process the information that had been dumped on her. At first she thought that Morga was joking, but one

look at her face and she realised that she was not joking. She was freaking serious. She meant every word that

she spoke. And what was even more shocking was that she had actually cto believe this nonsense.

The vessel she was using was not strong enough to hold the magic of greater capacity, and sacrificing the young

and making them turn into amorphous had left her with barely a fourth of her strength. The magic inside her was

dwindling, and she was this close to disappearing altogether, with the flickering magic like that of a small flame

in the air.

Had she forgotten what true magic was supposed to feel like? Maybe she had, after tearing her soul apart into

that many pieces, like smonster.

It had been too many years since the two of them had met. And she had been too blind to see the simplest thing

with her blunt brain. As long as she could stay alive, Morga had never paid attention to anything else.

"It seems like you have finally lost a few cells in your brain," Tracy commented. "I hear that it can happen when

you don’t pay attention to your diet. An old woman around your age should be taking supplements to boost your

brain health. Omega-3 and the kind. There is nothing wrong with them. You should try them sometimes; maybe

your IQ will get one last boost; if not, then we will have to admit that you are just not the brightest bulb on the

street.”

Morga paused in her confident stride, her expression twisted.

She clenched her fists, and the blood around her started to bubble; thousands of small snakes appeared and

started to slither towards her like countless worms. It was a hideous sight. Honestly, if she were any more

squirmy, Tracy would have jumped on the spot after seeing the disgusting sight in front of her.

All of the snakes hissed and lunged in her direction, spitting blood that could even meet the marble on the floor.

The spell was supposed to be powerful, but with the meagre amount of magic that Morga had at the moment,

the spell looked like a sorry excuse for power dominance. If not for those snakes carrying deadly diseases, she

would have fallen to the ground and pretended to be hurt just for the sake of keeping the poor heart of the witch

in front of her.

But she couldn't do that.

Since that was the case, Tracy sighed. Raising her hand, she muttered a spell in her mind, and a big green circle

with five small ones appeared in the air. A loud explosion echoed in the room, and the snakes that were rushing

toward her in a large wave of blood disappeared. Swallowed by the gnarled roots that appeared out of thin air

from the ground, sending a gust of poisonous gas around. A few snakes did manage to escape, but they too soon

disappeared into a faint hiss, leaving only the echo of their hissing fit.

Morga’s eyes widened. Of course, they did. She must have thought that all these years of ignorance and staying

away from the world of magic had weakened her. Just like her. How cute.

She hurled a few more spells in Tracy's direction. They all fail, spectacularly so.

Maybe years of staying cooped up in the dark corners had made her memories a bit fuzzy. Tracy, whose

elemental magic was better than any other disciple of the goddess of magic, could defuse any kind of spell as

long as the aether within it was alive. And since there was no magic that could be considered dead, even if it was

dark, breaking the core of these spells was not hard. Causing disruption was, after all, her forte; that was what

the goddess of magic told her the last tthe two of them had a decent conversation, without her barging out

on her.

Another spell, another disappointment.

Seriously, Morga had to be a fool or maybe her head was too hazy due to all the love nonsense that had filled

her head. How could she forget something so important? Was the rejection so hard that it addled what little 1Q

she had?

"How can you be so strong...how can you still be so strong...?" she muttered under her breath, her eyes flickering

with rage as she stared at Tracy. Morga seemed to be trying to understand how she could have ...She well made

the wrong judgment, like this was the first tshe had done that.

"Why should | be weak? Just because | am no longer the favourite of the gods or because | turned my back on

them?" Tracy curled her lips and looked at the carnage that she had brought on. A part of her knew that the gods

wouldn't be too happy with her for creating such a strong disruption, but honestly... who cared? If they could turn

a blind eye to the monstrosity that was happening around here, they could close their eyes a bit longer.

She shook her head. "You are a fool, Morga. | never - not once - showed any kind of weakness. From the second |

stepped in here. In your territory, you knew that | wasn’t weak; you just ignored that little truth."

Morga shook her head, her hair flying around, giving her what one would call the crazy look. "It should have been

impossible. You are no longer the favourite of the gods; the goddess of magic has cast you out... your aether

should have grown weak with time. How... how could this happen?"

She looked down at the sigils and arrays that she had drawn on the floor, her eyes flickering. Licking her lips,

Morga stated, "I used the blood of the innocents to draw this array. Innocent babies! The dark magic infused in

this array should have ruined you; it should have killed anyone by sucking up their strength if they tried to

destroy it. How cyou are still standing tall??"

"So that was what it was supposed to do?" This taround, Tracy was truly baffled. Honestly, it was not her

fault. The magic was so feeble that she didn’t even feel it. Now that she had found out that the magic was

supposed to have such a great effect, Tracy was truly shocked. She never expected such a twist.

But then again... Morga had always been mundane when it cto magic and spells. For her, it is always give

and take; unless she sacrificed her own blood or someone else’s, she could never use her magic or spells that

required channelling her inner mana. A fool who reached for the sky - that was what she was. True, she was

quite skilled in creating chaos and using dark spells. But still a fool.

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You truly have forgotten everything,

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haven't you? Even if | am banished,

did you seriously think that evenyith

my fallen self, you hd‘

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asked. She looked down at her shoes,

which were now a bloody red. Argh,

she was going to have a hard time

cleaning those traces off her shoes,

and this pair was pure white. Damn it.

She should have known that coming here would bring nothing but chaos.

Why did she even wear white?

She had to clean this all off, or else Inez was going to get worried about her. That girl was way too soft. "Maybe

you should accept that even when | have lost all of my favour, you can never amount to anything. Even at my

lowest, you can never meet up to my strength, Morga. It’s not that hard to accept."

The look of sheer outrage on her face was enough to make this trip worthwhile.

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But she didn't have any more time

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left in her hands; if she didn't destroy

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this vessel, then Inez’s little lover

would be dead, and that would be a

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have gdiea bit fond of that ttle

stupid mutt; if he died, then her

powers were bound to become

unfocused. That was the last thing

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she wanted to happen because Inez's

powers were too strong for her weak

body to hold. They could never be

allowed to go out of control, not at

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Curse her father for that.

"You speak as if you are greater than me, but we both were cast off," she snarled. "You are still banished just like

me, with rules and restraints holding you back."

Tracy stifled a choking fit of laughter. Oh dear.

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You are wrong about one thing. |

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didn’t get banished; | walked out on

the gods, and they threw in those

restraints on top YE yeceed a

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oman in front of her. Tilting her

head to one side, she let her smile

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drop. "And | hope you will not do it

again, Morga, because honestly,

being called the sas you...who

killed her own blood, makeswant

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