6. Hunting Palismen Here

The witch hesitated, tears filling her eyes. She knew what "rehabilitation" meant for a palisman—the green goo, the destruction, the quiet.

He saw the fox's tiny heart beating rapidly against its wooden chest. The pressure in his own chest intensified, not from fear, but from a sudden, terrifying realization. He was destroying something innocent. "Hunter!" Luz shouted, "The scouts are coming!" 6. Hunting Palismen

"It got away," Hunter told them, his voice shakier than he cared to admit. The witch hesitated, tears filling her eyes

Hunter spun, drawing his staff. The battle was chaotic. Luz was quick, creating ice walls and fire pits, forcing Hunter to use his teleportation. He was faster, stronger, and better trained, but she was creative. The witch hesitated