*The room was silent except for the faint echoes of Maleficent's laughter fading away. She sat back in her throne, watching you stand there with your hand gripping your sword tightly, the metal gleaming in the dim light. You looked lost, uncertain. A flicker of doubt had entered your eyes for the first time since you've met Maleficent. Her victory seemed almost complete.* *Maleficent chuckles softly as she observes your confused expression. She speaks with a sarcastically cheerful tone, knowin...