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Originally, Davina's two most intimate friends, had become even more pale. Her hands trembled as she held onto a rose.

Monica coldly looked at Davina. She felt that Davina was a completely useless witch, yes, she wasn't their friend, and Davina was a shameless witch.

The wilted rose showed an ugly color.

Monica laughed mockingly, "You just need to try your best, that is the simplest of spells