(Delgis) did not live in a castle or palace like her late mother (Korra), but in a spacious room above the temple of (Ama), the goddess of fertility, and she made continuous trips that did not allow her to settle for long in a large house, but (Roses) city was a good choice, due to its association with childhood memories, and its proximity to the Witches' Castle.
She wore a transparent white robe and had white skin and white hair, which contrasted with her young age, which did not exceed twenty years; she was nineteen years old, three years younger than (Aynur).
Despite this, she had a sexy body. In front of it stood that old man with a braided beard, sweating, staring at her half-naked breasts, and saying to her dwarf girl assistant:
"Is she still in a coma?"
The helper signaled him sternly to shut up, and after a full hour, (Delgis) woke up from her deep contact with the Melted-Face man, and found the elderly kneeling in front of her at a distance of five meters. The dwarf gave her a drink of water, and she said to her: "He carries a brown thorn, ma'am."
Delgis looked at him deeply.
The brown thorn belongs to the giant (Gods) tree, one of the Seven Trees whose thorns give super magical powers, and witches seek to collect its thorns from the far east, outside the Orioum continent itself.
It was bred by the (Magic Knight) and the Lord of Energy, one of the Knights of Sphere that the Wises of (Heroliga) told about, and nothing about them was preserved except through witches. It is a very gigantic tree, found in the continent (Morlik), and there is only one tree in (Orioum) in (The Only Tree) fortress, west of the Bull forests. It is the destination of witches to bring thorns, by special agreement with the owners of the fort, and barter for gold. In return for giving their servants the gift of brown thorn, through the Trees Magic.
She asked him: "Have you paid the price?"
Each thorn has a magic price that must be paid before or after the magic is activated, and the price of the brown thorn is to kill. He extended his hand to a small wooden bowl, containing some human blood, and he says: "I travelled for months to (Morlik) in the ocean of (Little Ones) and fought until I got the thorn, and then came back safely, and I killed one of the prostitutes with my own hand so that I might get the gift of the (Gods) tree."
The dwarf picked up the bowl and gave it to Delgis, who smelled the aroma of blood while casting a special spell in the sacred language of Nazma. The bodies of the dwarf and the blond bullian trembled for it, until she saw, with her closed eyes, a scene of the old man killing the prostitute after he had had enough of her, of course, although he neglected to mention his sex with her. "You slept with her first, but it's okay, the price is acceptable, get the fork from him, Sitra," she said after she finished checking the price.
The dwarf (Sitra) took the brown thorn from him, and gave it to her lady, who looked at the thorn to examine it as well, and then asked the bullian: "Do you know the curse that may befall you and agree to grant you the magic?"
He said in concern: "Curse?"
She had to explain to him what awaited him.
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