Nissa broke away from her sister and swam towards Hattie, her heart heavy with the knowledge of what she needed to tell her friend.

As she approached, Nissa could see the concern in Hattie’s eyes. “What happened?” Hattie asked, her voice trembling.

Nissa took a deep breath and recounted the events of the past few hours, from her encounter with Trevilto to the discovery of the dark witches who had taken Mistral’s life.

Hattie listened intently, her face growing more and more distressed as Nissa spoke. When she finished, Hattie took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination.

“We need to stop them,” she said firmly. “They can’t be allowed to continue with their dark rituals. Mistral deserves justice.”

Nissa nodded, her determination growing. Together with Kelarecea by her side, she knew they could take on the witches and put an end to their evil deeds once and for all.

As they swam back out to sea, Nissa felt a newfound sense of purpose. She was no longer just a siren searching for her place in the world; she was a protector, a defender of the innocent, and she was ready to fight for what was right.

The three of them swam towards the witches’ lair, their hearts beating with adrenaline. Nissa could feel her sister’s hand on her shoulder, a reassuring touch that filled her with courage.

Nissa led the way, her powers enhanced by her determination to stop the witches. As they entered the cave, they could see the witches gathered around a cauldron, their eyes fixed on the bubbling potion within.

As they approached the cave, they could see the witches gathered inside, their voices chanting in unison. The air was thick with dark magic, and Nissa could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end.

Hattie swam forward, her voice ringing out clear and strong. “You have no right to take innocent lives,” she declared. “We will stop you, no matter the cost.”

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The witches turned towards them, their faces twisted in rage. “You do not know what you’re dealing with,” one of them spat. “We will destroy you.”

Nissa and Kelarecea joined Hattie, their voices blending in a powerful song that shook the very foundations of the cave. The witches tried to fight back with their magic, but they were no match for the three sirens. With each note they sang, their power grew stronger, and soon the witches were forced to retreat.

Without warning, Nissa let out a piercing cry, her voice amplified by her siren magic. The witches turned to face the intruders, their eyes filled with anger and malice.

The battle was fierce, with spells flying back and forth between the two sides. But Nissa and her companions were determined, fueled by their love for Mistral and their desire to protect others from falling victim to the witches’ dark magic.

In the end, it was Nissa who delivered the final blow, using her siren magic to stun the witches and leave them powerless. As they lay defeated on the ground, Nissa approached them, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and pity.

“You will hurt no one again,” she said, her voice cold and unyielding. “You will pay for what you have done.”

As the last of the witches fled, Nissa felt a sense of relief wash over her. They had done it; they had put an end to the witches’ evil deeds, and justice had been served for Mistral.

With a flick of her wrist, Nissa bound the witches with powerful magic, leaving them unable to escape or cause harm to anyone else.

Nissa turned to her sister and friend, a smile spreading across her face. “Thank you,” she said. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

Hattie and Kelarecea smiled back at her, their eyes shining with pride. Together, they swam back out to sea, the moonlight casting a warm glow over their victorious faces. Nissa knew that there would be more battles to come. That this coven of dark witches was just the tip of the iceberg.

A few days later, Nissa found herself back at home with some free time on her hands. She remembered the gem she had picked up weeks ago, but never had the chance to examine it because of Jasion’s sudden appearance.

Curiosity was piqued, and Nissa retrieved the gem from its hiding spot and inspected it. It was a Rhodonite, with a pear cut and roughly the size of a hazelnut. Although not a highly sought-after gemstone, Rhodonite was a relatively uncommon species with a unique beauty all its own.

As she studied the gem, Nissa recalled the legends that surrounded Rhodonite. It was said to have rejuvenated properties, making it an excellent choice for offensive jewelry enhancements. The idea intrigued her, and she wondered how she could utilize the gem’s powers to her advantage.