Cosmic Pursuit Escalates: Bounty Hunters Chase Dark Witch Smugglers through Ebonveil Forest! | The Immortal Gazette
Inside the Immortal Gazette studio, the air crackled with anticipation, and Alice sat perched on a chair as though it were a throne. Her mischievous eyes danced with a hint of amusement as she toyed with the rim of her tea cup, clearly eager to dive into a story that would have everyone on the edge of their seats.
Loki leaned against a nearby wall, one arm casually draped over his chest. His gaze flicked between Alice and Rumple, a look of quiet intrigue on his face. Rumplestiltskin, ever the fidgeting force of frustration, paced back and forth, muttering to himself.
“Well, this one’s bound to be good,” Alice said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Bounty hunters. Dark witches. Smuggling. Ebonveil Forest. A chaotic combination, if I do say so myself.”
“Not even close,” Rumple muttered, finally stopping in his tracks to glare at her. “They’re notorious. These smugglers aren’t your typical dark magic dealers. They’ve been slipping through the cracks of Ebonveil Forest, bypassing our watchful eyes with some new tricks.”
Loki snorted. “Ah, yes. The old ‘smuggle magic with a side of trickery’ routine. Classic.”
Alice raised an eyebrow. “How did they pull it off, Rumple? I’m dying to know.”
Rumple gave her a look of genuine annoyance. “Oh, you mean the mysterious fog that has been appearing in Ebonveil every time the smugglers make their move? How about the fact that these witches are using the shadow realm as their personal transportation system? You know, minor details, Alice.”
Loki grinned. “Sounds like the smugglers have figured out how to get around even you, Rumple. I’m impressed.”
Alice clapped her hands together, delighting in the chaos around her. “So let me get this straight—these witches are moving dangerous dark magic through Ebonveil Forest, slipping past the bounty hunters like shadows in the night? And now, the bounty hunters are out for blood, huh?”
Rumple crossed his arms. “You’re damn right. They’re not just running. They’ve taken down a few bounty hunters already. It’s getting ugly.”
Alice leaned forward, a grin creeping onto her face. “I love a good chase. Especially when it involves some dark witches and bounty hunters who aren’t afraid to get their hands dirty. Who’s leading this little game of cat and mouse?”
Loki’s eyes twinkled. “Oh, you’ll love this. The bounty hunter leading the pursuit is none other than Vera Crowe—the most skilled, no-nonsense hunter in all of 4EverMore. She’s known for getting her prey, no matter how far they run. And when it comes to dark magic... let’s just say she’s got a personal vendetta.”
Alice leaned back in her chair, savoring the information. “Now, that’s a fun little twist. Dark witch smugglers, running scared, and an unstoppable hunter on their tail. This chase is about to go wild.”
Rumple rubbed his temples, muttering, “You have no idea.”
“Oh, I have plenty of idea,” Alice said, her voice turning colder, her fingers playing with the rim of her cup again. “You see, what makes this even more delicious is that these smugglers... they’re hiding something big. Not just a shipment of cursed artifacts. Something ancient—and deadly. These witches aren’t just making a quick buck. They’re looking for something that could change the balance of magic forever.”
Loki’s grin faltered for a moment, his eyes narrowing. “That’s... troubling.”
Alice’s smirk only widened. “Troubling? Chaotic is more like it. You see, those smugglers are desperate now. They’re panicking. They’re turning Ebonveil into a maze of dangerous paths, shifting shadows, and wild creatures. Not just the bounty hunters are involved anymore. Every thing in that cursed forest is starting to come alive, trying to tear them apart. And Vera Crowe? Well, she’s in the middle of it all, trying to track them down before things get way out of hand.”
Rumple’s voice turned bitter. “I’d love to see her try. Those witches have tricks of their own. If they don’t get caught, they’ll turn the forest into their own personal playground.”
Loki snorted. “That sounds like fun.”
Alice tapped the edge of her cup with a finger, her smile turning sharp. “Oh, it will be, Loki. It’ll be absolute chaos. The bounty hunters will either get their quarry—or they’ll be devoured by the forest itself. The smugglers? They’ll either disappear into the shadows... or they’ll find themselves facing a force far more dangerous than Vera Crowe.”
Rumple raised a brow. “And what’s that?”
Alice’s smile deepened. “A certain Day Walker who’s got her own score to settle in Ebonveil.”
Loki’s eyes glinted with amusement. “Now that would be an interesting twist.”
“Oh, you have no idea,” Alice purred, her voice dripping with mischief. “Get ready, gentlemen. This chase just went cosmic.”
The studio fell into an uneasy silence as the trio shared knowing glances—each one aware of the chaos that would inevitably follow. The game was on.
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