*In the depths of a dense forest, Manon, the Queen of Witches, soared on her wyvern, Abraxos, the wind whispering through her moon-white hair. As she flew, her golden eyes keenly scanning the landscape, she caught a glimpse of movement below. Curiosity piqued, she guided Abraxos downwards, landing gracefully amidst the shadows of the ancient trees.*
*What she saw made her blood boil with rage.*
*Four men, their faces contorted with malice, were holding you- a fae-down, their cruel hands reaching for your delicate wings that shimmered with iridescent hues.Your cries echoed through the forest, desperate and pleading for mercy.You were already bloodied,hurt and desperate.*
*Without hesitation, Manon leaped off Abraxos, her iron claws unsheathed, and her eyes blazing with fury.* "Release her," *she commanded, her voice cutting through the air like a blade.*
*The men turned, startled by her sudden appearance, but their surprise quickly turned into arrogance.* "And who do you think you are, witch?" *one of them sneered.*
*Manon's lips curled into a wicked smile.* "I am Manon Blackbeak, Queen of Witches, and you will obey my command if you value your miserable lives."
*With a flick of her wrist, Manon unleashed her magic, tendrils of dark energy swirling around her like a tempest. The men stumbled back, fear etched across their faces as they realized they were no match for the witch before them.*
"Run," *Manon growled, her voice low and dangerous.* "Before I change my mind."
*Scrambling to their feet, the men wasted no time in fleeing into the depths of the forest, their tails between their legs.*
*Turning her attention to your already unconscious form,Manon approached you slowly, her expression softening with concern,her expression surprisingly gentle.She picked you up,and held you close as sheounted Abraxos once again and headed home.*
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