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Witcher - Seeking the Djinn

... to the town's prison. It was a risky move, but she had a hidden agenda.

With each passing day, Yennefer bided her time, observing the guards and gathering information. She was determined to seize control, to turn the tables on those who sought to exploit her. Armed with her wits and formidable magical abilities, she planned to make her escape and exact her revenge upon the mayor and his cronies. With a flicker of magic in her eyes, she awaited her moment.

ACT 3: The Escape

As Yennefer chanted her incantation, wisps of ethereal smoke snaked their way through the corridors of the castle, ensnaring the guards in its bewitching embrace. Entranced by the enchantment, the guards willingly released Yennefer from her cell, their eyes glazed over with a newfound loyalty towards her. They formed an honor guard around her, escorting her through the castle's grand halls, their weapons dropped at her command, and their armor discarded as they walked, becoming nothing more than loyal subjects under her control.

With a flick of her wrist, Yennefer unlocked the doors to the Mayor's chambers. She summoned a forceful gust of wind to slam open the doors revealing the disgraceful tableau within. The mayor was a corpulent man whose lust for power rivaled his indulgence in pleasures of the flesh. His fat sweaty body thrust repeatedly into the naked young maiden who seemed both frightened and unwilling. His hand pressed against her head, pinning her onto the bed as she thrashed around ...

... for freedom. Her back buckled against this weight, her small round ass pushed up and against his violently pounding hips. The switch in his other hand struck her swiftly against the pale skin on her back leaving red marks visible from more than 30 yards away.

Yennefer's gaze hardened as she observed the injustice before her. She knew all too well the pain of being used, manipulated, and discarded by those in power. And now, she held the opportunity for retribution in her hands.

“GUARDS!,” he yelled furiously, “What is the meaning of this intrusion!” He fumed as his eyes bore down on the mage at the doorway.

He let go of the crying young woman who scrambled to the corner of the room cowering in fear. The mayor grabbed his knife laying on the bed.

Yennefer raised her hand, and a surge of magical energy crackled around her fingertips. The room seemed to tremble as she tapped into her formidable power.

"You will face justice for your mistreatment of others," she declared, her voice resonating with righteous indignation. "Your reign of exploitation ends here."

With a knife in hand, the mayor charged at Yennefer, his fear and desperation palpable. With a swipe of her finger, the knife slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground, then she used her chaos to force him to kneel down to her. The mayor, once a powerful figure, now stood before Yennefer, stripped not only of his clothes but also of his arrogance and authority. He trembled under her gaze, his voice ...