The Battle 2.2

Nature was in turmoil. It had been giving signs for days. Unpredictable weather, restless wild animals-these were just a few of the signs of impending disaster. Rowena, a witch who had long navigated the complexities of life, could sense it clearly.

According to Rowena, nature never lies. Every change, no matter how small, was a message to be taken with great care. This was no different.

The wind that usually blew gently had turned into a disturbing gust. The leaves turned yellow prematurely. The sky above seemed perpetually cloudy, a sign of something significant and dangerous.

Rowena stood at the edge of the Amerotha forest. She could feel the chill of the earth slowly rising and seeping through her skin, spreading a dampness that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

The atmosphere was oppressive. Rowena closed her eyes and tried to feel the invisible vibrations around her. She felt a wave of power mixed with chaos.

Rowena opened her e