"Well what are we waiting for," Haley exclaimed. The others turned to one another, nodding as a determined look crossed their faces. As they stepped forward, Morgan pulled Gloria aside.
"Gloria you need to stay behind," she said. "I have something important for you to do."
"What," Gloria asked.
"I need you to go to the realm of the werewolves," Morgan stated. "Your actions in trying to help Mia's friends did not go unnoticed. I believe if you asked for their help they would gladly accept." Gloria sighed, reluctantly agreeing to Morgans request. As Morgan now opened two portals , Gloria wished them good luck.
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Circe, Baba Yaga, and Lilith now sat within Circes throne room as a war raged around them. Villars followers and any army of Voids had taken the park by surprise. After some initial success Circe and Liliths followers were able to hold the line. Now the three witches were trying to organize a counter strike.
"My queen!"
Lilith looked up to see a demon rush into the throne room. "Report?"
"My queen," the demon stated, bowing his head. "Our forces are holding but we have sustained heavy losses. We do not know how much longer we can hold."
Lilith nodded, folding her hands underneath her chin. Unfortunately most of the anthros were not warriors, they were simply mortals that wished to live their life. The demons at her disposal were the bulk of their defenses. Turning she now gazed at Circe and Baba. "Baba perhaps you should retrieve Merlin. His assistance may be necessary." Although Baba raised an eyebrow she gave Lilith a slight nod, vanishing from sight.
"Circe," Lilith said solemnly. "I think it would be best that you take your followers somewhere safe."
"Are you suggesting I abandon the park after all the work I have done here!?"
"No," Lilith replied, her head bowing. "But I do not wish your followers to suffer any longer. They are not warriors, they are peaceful. How many of them need to die?"
Before Lilith could answer, Jack appeared holding a wound on his shoulder. "Mom, Circe!"
"Jack are you okay," Lilith asked, alarmed by her sons injuries. "I'm fine," he grunted, obviously in pain. "These things are on the move again. I dont know how much longer we can hold."
"Circe please," Lilith asked, nearly pleading. "Please, get Jack and your followers to safety. I will defend the park. Just...keep them safe."
Circe opened her mouth to answer before stopping. Lilith, for all her faults, was now trying to be selfless. The old Lilith would have cared little for the park or its followers. She even suspected that if push came to shove she would save herself instead of her son. Now though she was willing to sacrifice herself for everyone's safety. "So be it," she sighed. "Jack father the anthros, we will get them and you to safety." Turning she now looked at Lilith a stern look upon her face. "Be safe."
Lilith nodded as Circe and Jack vanished, leaving her alone. Folding her hands a smirk now spread across her face. "So you've come."
Villar smiled as he emerged from the shadows. "I see you expecting me," he said. "How thoughtful of you to save Circe and her followers."
"This is a family affair my grandson," she said slowly, her nails extending into talons as her height began to increase.
"So," Villar mused. "You know the truth."
"That you are my grandson yes," Lilith smirked, a small set of fangs growing in her mouth. "And that you wish to challenge me. The others are of no concern, you however have made a fatal error boy."
"The Lilith that was my family is long dead," Villar grinned. "You are nothing. Your death will just be another step in my ascension."
Lilith snarled, her muscles growing to Amazonian proportions as she launched a spell in Villars direction. The spell would have incinerated anyone that challenged Lilith yet Villar simply swatted away. As he now charged, Lilith prepared for a fight.
Before Villar could land a blow, the two titans felt an incredible energy enter the fray. Lilith watched curiously as Villar was flung backwards, crashing into the adjacent wall. Lilith now turned, a sneer cracking across her face as she gazed at her savior.
"Morgan."
Morgan Carlson and Anjelica now slowly adbanced, focusing their energies in keeping Villar at bay. "Good to see you to Lilith," she frowned.
"What magic is this," Lilith bellowed. "You were reduced to a child. The infant daughter of two mortals. How is this possible and who is this girl with you?"
"My apprentice," Morgan answered curtly. "Shes here to get you out of here."
"Morgan let me stay," Anjelcia pleaded stepping ahead of Morgan.
Morgan quickly grabbed the teen, forcing her back. "Anjelica no," she said quickly. "I need you to take care of Lilith. Make sure she stays safe."
"I am no maiden in distress," Lilith bellowed. "I can handle this creature myself!"
"No you cant," Morgan yelled. "Villar has the ability to destroy you. I know in my past we were rivals but you need to leave before it's too late!"
"Please," Anjelica asked, grasping Liliths hand. "You need to trust us, we have to go."
Lilith frowned, gazing angrily at this teenage girl. She was not one to run from a fight. However, the idea of leaving Morgan to suffer did have some appeal. "Very well," she snarled. "Come child, let's leave your master to suffer."
Morgan could only scoff at Liliths comments as Anjelica now hustled Lilith from the throne room. "Do you honestly think you stand a chance woman," Villar snarled as he freed himself.
"You have no idea what you are dealing with," Morgan chuckled.
"Who are you," Villar asked, as he began to advance. "I wish to know the name of the woman foolish enough to challenge me."
"My name is Morgan Carlson," she said proudly. "Daughter of Katie and Kellie Carlson and the wizard that will end you."