Witch's Marsh blight

She went to the swamp waters—under a deeper part, and when he dove in after her, teeth thrashing to the waters, they come upon nothing but a mouthful of the dark waters.

She found her purchase once more, and his eyes shot up, following her darting form as she went east instead of south or west—further into the lands rather than away. He snarled—eyes sharp upon her as he watched. “I’ll find you,” he called after her—a booming promise. And this time, it would be more than him.

If she wanted to play stupid games, then she was surely after a prize that would be in far over her head. She would find no allies in this valley—and he would be certain to inform their own to be on the lookout for the witch.

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