June 1272
Geralt's POV
Geralt sighed in frustration as he exited the Manor at Crow's Perch after dealing with the Bloody Baron for the last hour and investigating the disappearance of the man's wife and daughter. When he had met the man, he had not thought him to be so bad, if a little blunt. He wasn't so sure what to think of the man now. He seemed to be remorseful but if the wife truly did not want to return then he wasn't sure he wanted to force her.
Geralt was thrown from his thoughts suddenly as he saw something approaching him quickly. He barely had time to dodge out of the way and he only managed to due to his superior reflexes. He rolled to the side and identified the object as a man flying backwards extremely quickly until he smashed into the side of the manor and crumpled to the floor. He blinked and looked over towards the direction the man had come. He was more than a little surprised to see Hadrian standing in the middle of a group of men all pointing their weapons at him looking fearful.
"The next person who approaches me with their glorified pointy stick, I will give them a first-hand experience on what it feels like to spontaneously combust." Hadrian said in a much calmer tone than the glare on his face would suggest. He looked irate and much more ruffled then Geralt had ever seen him before.
"Wots spontanos combuschion?" One of the guards asked quietly.
"You're about to find out." Hadrian gritted out. Suddenly, lightning started crackling around him angrily. The men took several steps back in fear.
"Hadrian." Geralt called out to try and stop him from killing anyone. Hadrian looked at him and suddenly the anger in his eyes faded into one of questioning. He immediately started walking towards him.
"Geralt, finally. What have you found. Where is Ciri?" Hadrian asked him very quickly. Geralt rose an eyebrow at that. He had never seen the man so… flustered.
"It's good to see you to. No, I have not found Ciri, I am following a lead on her right now. Why don't you join me?" Geralt asked calmly. It would probably be a good idea to talk privately to Hadrian away from present eyes.
"Yes, of course. Let's go now." Hadrian agreed immediately and turned to walk away. Geralt quickly caught up and got into step next to the powerful sorcerer. They said nothing to each other as they walked out of Crow's Perch. Geralt noticed that the inner gates that separated the village from the keep looked to be deeply scorched and blown open and off its hinges. He glanced at Hadrian but he seemed to be innocently ignoring his gaze. Once they finally got out of the village, Geralt finally decided to speak as he hopped on Roach.
"I wasn't sure you were going to show up." Geralt said. He watched for a moment as Hadrian waved his hand and the dirt rose and took form into a dirt horse. The horse then seemed to change right in front of his eyes from dirt into a living, breathing, black stallion. He blinked as Hadrian smoothly got on top of it.
"Well, I had to make sure that my associates were prepared for my disappearance." Hadrian replied. Geralt nodded.
"I see… Can you make other animals?" Geralt asked curiously. Hadrian nodded.
"Pretty much any, though it's really just like animating the dirt and changing its appearance to my thoughts. It's not a real horse of course. I could make monsters but I can only mimic aesthetics of the creature, not their abilities." He explained. Geralt was pretty sure he understood what the man was saying.
"Hm."
"Enough with the useless chat. Tell me about the search, Geralt. How close are we?" Hadrian finally pressed.
"Not close, we have a few leads and I am following one right now. Yennefer is following up on a lead in Skellige. I need to check in on Velen and Novigrad." Geralt explained. Harry frowned.
"I suppose I shouldn't be surprised even Yennefer could not locate Ciri." Hadrian said in annoyance.
"She has ways to locate her but as soon as she does, the Wild Hunt hone in on her and try and attack her apparently." Geralt revealed. Hadrian looked at him in surprise.
"She actually has a way to track Ciri? Most impressive. I have not yet figured out a way to do so. Her magic is aligned to much with dimensional energy for me to lock on to her with anything." Hadrian revealed.
"That's Yen for you."
"So where are we going?" Hadrian asked.
"We are going to a man called the Pellar who may know something about the Baron's wife." Geralt explained. Hadrian looked at him in confusion.
"You believe this woman knows the location of Ciri?"
"No, Ciri was here a while ago and the Baron won't tell me where she went until I find his wife and daughter." Geralt explained. He hadn't registered Hadrian had stopped riding next to him until he felt an ice-cold chill suddenly surround him. He looked around and saw Hadrian several meters back staring at him in angry
"What?" Hadrian asked quietly.
"What?" Geralt said back in confusion.
"You mean to tell me that we are wasting time on some stupid errand just to appease this man enough to get him to tell us information that he should be giving us naturally?" Hadrian clarified. Geralt nodded not seeing the issue. This is how it usually went with royals and nobles. They always wanted something.
"Yes." Geralt said. Hadrian said nothing as he immediately turned and headed back the way they came.
"Where are you going?"
"I am going to go back to Crows Perch and kindly ask him to give me the information. If he does not than I will rip the information from his mind and leave him an empty husk for trying to blackmail us with vital information." Hadrian replied easily. Geralt processed the words for a moment and his eyes widened a fraction of an inch.
"What? Wait, we can't just go back and torture him for the information. What about his men?" Geralt tried to reason. Hadrian was powerful, he knew that for sure, but it only took one stray arrow to put him down permanently.
"Those men are barely better than bandits. If they get in the way then they get what is coming to them." Hadrian said simply.
"Hadrian…"
"Geralt, let's look at this logically. I am not saying this man doesn't deserve to find his family, but Ciri's fate is the fate of the entire world. If the Wild Hunt gets their hands on her then were all fucked. We have no time for this." Hadrian said right back. Geralt couldn't agree more, but he wasn't exactly comfortable with what Hadrian was planning to do. It must've been obvious to Hadrian, as the man moved to reassure him.
"Look, if the man doesn't give us much trouble, I will help him find his wife and daughter. Unless they are drenched in dimensional magic like CIri, I should be able to find them easy enough, even if they are hidden behind wards or enchantments." Hadrian said. Geralt did feel a little better about that.
They arrived back in Crow's Perch and moved past the village. The guards didn't exactly look pleased to see them back and, for once, it didn't look like it was his fault. They all seemed to be giving distrustful looks towards Hadrian.
"They don't like you." Geralt observed.
"Good, I don't like them. I'm just waiting for one of these pieces of shit to step a toe out of line so I have an excuse…" Hadrian mumbled. Geralt still caught it of course, and smirked.
They re-entered the keep and were met by the sergeant. He didn't look so confident as when Geralt had first entered alone. He looked puffed up as he gazed at Hadrian but anyone with eyes could see he had a palpable fear to him.
"Back so soon?" He asked suspiciously.
"Get the fuck out of my way before I teleport you several thousand feet into the air and have you enter a free fall." Hadrian threatened. Geralt rose an eyebrow at hearing that but the Sergeant didn't need to be told twice as he immediately moved away. Harry moved forward into the manor. He opened the door with a crack.
Geralt looked as they entered and noticed the door had been locked. Hadrian had apparently broken straight through. Geralt briefly wondered if Harry had done a magic spell or had just brute forced the door open. He heard a loud grunt and looked up to see the Baron being lifted off the ground by Hadrian with one hand while his other hand had a ball of fire being held dangerously close to the large mans face.
"Let me make this immediately clear. Geralt was nice enough to appease to your very unreasonable request to find your wayward family. I am not nearly as nice as Geralt. We are on a very limited timeline to find Ciri and I don't have time to be blackmailed so, here are your options. You tell me where she went immediately and I may use some of my limited kindness to help find your family. The second option is that you refuse and I use magic to rip the information from your thick skull. I then leave you and your familial issues to rot. Choose which option you want, now." Hadrian finished.
"Ack. Let go!"
"If the next thing out of your mouth isn't which option you wish for, then I will choose for you and I promise, you will not like my choice." Hadrian threatened. Geralt had a thought that maybe he should step in at this point but wasn't quite sure. Just as he was about to say something, the Baron spoke.
"Alright. I said alright! Let me go you damn sorcerer." The Baron yelled. Hadrian dropped him and the huge man fell to the ground and started coughing violently as he tried to re-catch his breath.
"You made the choice." Hadrian told him.
"Damn you!"
"Damn me? Go to hell you piece of shit. You dare blackmail a father trying to find his daughter, who is being chased by some of the most dangerous beings this world knows? You're lucky Geralt is here otherwise I would offer you the same mercy you gave us." Hadrian hissed back. The Baron looked up at him with a glare but said nothing at his words. Geralt didn't approve of the method personally but he couldn't help but agree. He needed to find Ciri and while he had some sympathy for the Baron, blackmailing him was above what he would normally allow.
"Well?" Hadrian asked.
"Novigrad… The lass went to Novigrad." The Baron admitted. Hadrian growled but said nothing else. He turned towards Geralt.
"See, sometimes being an ass pays off." He said pointedly. Geralt gave him the flattest stare he could give.
"Stop looking at me like that. So, how are we doing this?" Hadrian asked.
"Doing what?" Geralt asked.
"Getting to Novigrad. If I remember correctly, you hate magical means of travel. Will you allow me to teleport us there?"
"I'd rather take Roach." Geralt told him easily but also trying to impress upon the sorcerer how much he did not want to travel magically. Hadrian rolled his eyes.
"Fine," Hadrian mumbled as he looked down at the Baron again.
"Give me and Geralt lodging for the night and when he leaves in the morning I will leave as well to go and find your wife and daughter." Hadrian told him. Despite the anger from being manhandled, the Baron regained a look of hope.
"Do you actually think you can find them?" The man asked.
"Most likely. I have several spells in my arsenal that should reveal their location." Hadrian said in a much easier tone. Geralt rose an eyebrow and Hadrian noticed it.
"What? He gave me what I needed so he is no longer an obstacle in our goal." Hadrian said. Geralt just shook his head and the Baron finally stood and gave Hadrian a queer look but said nothing.
"You have my hospitality for the night then." The Baron finally said.
It was several hours later that he and Hadrian sat at a fire outside the manor. The Baron had turned in for the night and the courtyard was completely empty save for him and Hadrian.
"So… about your memory." Hadrian finally said to him. Geralt looked over at him and waited for him to explain. He had an idea of what he was going to say already.
"It was nothing personal or anything, and I did plan to restore your memory after Ciri finally came back to this world. I just wanted to make sure nothing changed too much." Hadrian explained. Geralt took a moment but nodded.
"It's okay. I'm not exactly happy you did it but I suppose I understand why…"
"Still. It wasn't something nice to do to someone I call a friend. I apologize for my actions and hope I can make it up to you some day."
"You can make it up to me by explaining what your plans are for Ciri." Geralt demanded. Hadrian looked at him in confusion.
"Plans?"
"Yes. What do you wish to gain from aligning with her?" Geralt asked. He didn't really believe Hadrian did have ulterior motives when it came to Ciri, but Yennefer had implored him to check just in case.
"I don't have any plans for Ciri. I plan to find her and then help solve any problem she has with all the resources available to me." Hadrian said back.
"You would go to war for her?" Geralt asked with some surprise.
"Of course, why do you think I bothered to make a kingdom in the first place. I created it to back Ciri to discourage anyone from trying to take advantage of her." Hadrian told him. Geralt froze at that.
"Wait. You made your entire kingdom just to help Ciri?"
"That is what I said."
"Seems… extreme."
"Perhaps. While growing up in my original world, I would have done anything to help my friends. I had not had any friends until I first came to gain my magical education so the friends I made, I was desperate to keep. Relationships are something I cherish deeply. One thing I never seemed to have enough of was influence. I couldn't change the things around me and it caused a lot of issues. Given how much time I had in this world, I planned a lot and made designs on how to expand my kingdom for years." Hadrian explained. Geralt grunted.
"Well, you seem to be doing pretty well with that. You make up more than half of the remaining Northern Kingdoms. Do you actually think you can hold up against Nilfgaard?" Geralt asked. If Ciri did truly have a relationship with Hadrian then it was likely she would choose to go with him rather than her father. Emyhr probably wouldn't be too happy about that.
"I'm sure I could. I mean, I could just go and off all the nobles and officials in Nilfgaard if I want. The only reason I haven't killed Emyhr yet is because I will leave his fate up to Ciri. I, personally, do not like the man." Hadrian told him.
"You know, Emyhr has several sorcerers and sorceresses under his banner. Do you think that you can get pass all of them?" Geralt asked.
"Geralt, I don't think you realize how much I constantly hold back to make sure I don't just kill any and everything around me. If I truly wanted, I could destroy entire cities with a single spell. I just don't like killing tons of innocents to do so…" Hadrian explained. Geralt inhaled sharply at that knowledge.
"Are… you serious?" Geralt asked.
"Yep."
They sat in silence again and simply stared at the fire in front of them. Geralt thought on what Hadrian had told him and other questions he may have.
"Your name… Is it actually Hadrian?" Geralt asked.
"Yes and No. My full name is actually Hadrian James Potter, but I was mostly called Harry for short where I came from. Hadrian fit in better here though and Black is another one of the families I was part of and aided in my disguise." Hadrian, or Harry, told him. Geralt nodded.
"Is that it?" Hadrian asked. Geralt thought for a moment before shrugging.
"Yes." He said simply. Hadrian smiled in amusement.
"So… You're actually going to help with finding the man's family?"
"Might as well. Since you're going to take a few days to get to Novigrad. We'll have to start from scratch once we get there. I don't suppose you have any contacts there?" Hadrian asked.
"I should be asking you that." Geralt said right back. Hadrian shrugged.
"I have a few little birds there but they haven't reported anything to me so they must have not seen her. We'll have to do it the hard way I suppose." Hadrian said to him. Geralt nodded but he had already figured something like that.
"Dandelion is in Novigrad. If Ciri was in Novigrad, then she likely went to him. I'll go to see him first and see if he knows anything." Geralt told him. Hadrian nodded at that. They sat in silence for the rest of their stay in the courtyard until Geralt bid Hadrian goodnight and headed back to the manor. He made it to the room the Baron had given him and laid in the comfortable bed.
Next Morning
Hadrian POV
Harry stood next to Roach as Geralt smoothly slung himself on top of the horse. He looked up at Geralt as he adjusted himself.
"How long do you think it will take you to get to Novigrad?" Harry asked him.
"Hmm. Three or four days." Geralt told him. Hadrian nodded.
"It'll probably take me a day or two to finish up with this and then I'll arrive in Novigrad. Here…" Harry said as he pulled out a small, metal, wolf charm.
"Hold this and speak my true name and I will know you have arrived. I will meet you at the Southernmost gate and inform you of anything I have discovered." Harry told him. Geralt took the charm and nodded. Harry watched his companion examine it closely before pocketing it.
"Alright. I shall see you when I arrive then." Geralt said before urging Roach on and speeding off down the road. Harry watched him go.
"So, are you going to go looking for my family then." Baron asked from behind him. He turned and gave the man a hard look.
"That is what I said I would do. You'll find that I am a man of my word." Harry said to him coldly. The Baron tensed but said nothing more.
Harry turned and started a mumbled chant in a mixture of latin and ancient Greek. Slowly a gold light appeared in front of him and started to trace out letters in front of him. It spelt out the name 'Tamara Strenger' and a number appeared under her with an arrow pointing out to the Northeast.
"What. What is that? What does it mean?" The Baron asked.
"It's telling me the location of the person on the first line. The number under that is a measurement of how far she is away and the arrow under that is the direction she is in. Hmm… Based on the number and direction, she's probably at or near Oxenfurt." Harry said to the man. The Baron looked in shock.
"Oxenfurt? How the hell did she get all the way over there?" The Baron asked in shock.
"I'll make sure to ask her once I get there." Harry said as he prepared himself to leave.
"Wait, before you go. Please take this with you to give to Tamara. Tell her-… Tell her I am sorry and that I wish more than anything for her and her mother to come home." The Baron said to him as he handed him a doll.
"I'll make sure to pass it along." Harry said easily.
"And thank you for doing this sorcerer. You were right about what you said earlier. It was wrong of me to try and force the Witchers help. I just saw it as the only hope of finding my family once more." The Baron said in a rare moment of humbleness.
"It's fine, I suppose. I may not approve of the method but I can understand doing all you can to try and help a loved one." Harry replied. With that, he hopped on his own horse and galloped away before the man could say anything further. As soon as he entered the tree line of the forest, he destroyed his horse and turned it back to Earth before apparating to Oxenfurt.
As soon as he came out of the apparition, he looked around and saw he was across the river and looking at one of the bridges that led into the city. He looked around to make sure no one had seen him arrive before walking across the bridge towards the city gates. He silently cast notice-me-not charms on himself as he neared the gate. The guards didn't spare him a glance as he walked through. He cast a simple point me charm and watched as an arrow appeared in front of him pointing towards a direction in the city. That pretty much confirmed that the daughter was here. He made his way near the docks of the city. He noticed a large warship docked further down the harbor that had the royal symbol of Radovid on it.
Harry frowned as he thought about the annoying king being so close. He could basically reach out and kill him if he wanted. He held himself back though, of course. If he killed Radovid in a magical manner, it could possibly make him a martyr and make it harder to deal with the man's former subjects. He would have to think of some other way to kill the man.
Harry stopped moving as the arrow finally homed in one particular house. He narrowed his eyes as he dropped the point me spell as well as the ones keeping him hidden. He walked up to the house and knocked on it sharply. It only took a few moments for a man to open the door. Harry had to stop himself from twitching as he looked at the man in a Witch Hunters garb.
"May I help you?" The man asked as he raised his nose and looked down at Harry.
"I am here to see Tamara Strenger. Please tell her I would like a moment of her time." Harry said easily. The man's eyes narrowed at Harry.
"And what business do you have with her?"
"Familial business that shouldn't be put off. Please go get her, now." Harry said back with a glare at the man. The man looked like he wanted to say something but decided to back down instead.
"Very well." The man said as he moved to the side to allow Harry passage into the home. Harry stepped in and looked around the small room that had a staircase to the left.
"I will go and get her, you may wait here." The man said firmly. Harry nodded and pulled up a chair at the table. As the man walked up the stairs, a cat jumped on the table and stared at Harry. Harry rose an eyebrow at the feline and stared right back at it.
"Who are you then?" Harry turned to the voice and saw a young woman also come in what looked like slightly modified Witch Hunter cloth armor. She had black hair that was cut short in a way he didn't often see in this day and age.
"I am Hadrian. Your father has sent me to find you." Harry said as he pulled out the doll the man gave him to give to her. Tamara frowned immediately at his words as she took the doll and glared at it. There was silence for a moment before throwing it back at him. He caught it smoothly and put it back in his jacket.
"I have no plans to go back to that men. Ever." She said back firmly with a clear venom in her voice. Harry nodded at that. Geralt had told him about how the man was abusive to his family and he more than anyone knew what that was like.
"As is your right." Harry said easily causing the woman to freeze and look at him strangely.
"Are you not supposed to be taking me back?" She asked. Harry shrugged.
"I am sure your father would have preferred that, but I only promised to find you, I said nothing of bring you back with me." Harry told her. She smirked at that before it disappeared from her face.
"Is he also having you look for my mother or has he finally decided to leave her be?" She asked.
"I am going to go find her after this, but as I said, I have no intention of forcing her to do anything."
"There is no need to find her. I know exactly where she is. She's in Crookbag bog being held against her will by the witches that reside therel." Tamara said angrily.
"Tamara…" the man behind her said in warning.
"Witches you say? What kind of witches and why would they be keeping your mother hostage?" Harry asked. It was then that Tamara went into an explanation of how her mother and her had left Crows Perch and moved West. She talked about a creature that came from the Bog and snatched her mother. She then explained how the creature was one said to work for the witches in the bog.
"That doesn't make any sense. Why would these supposed Witches need your mother in the first place. Also, the creature you describe sounds like a Fiend. It's a rare magic user than can control monsters, especially one such as that. These witches do not sound like sorceresses. I suspect they are some sort of cursed or corrupted beings." Harry mused out loud.
"You seem to have quite the knowledge on the arcane." The man hinted as he gave a suspicious glare towards Harry. Harry raised his hand and snapped his fingers and all the candles in the house extinguished and the natural light from the outside dimmed considerably causing dark shadows in the home. He then snapped his fingers again and the light returned.
Tamara backed up suddenly and the man reached for a sword that he only realized then that he was not wearing.
"Are you done?" Harry asked in a bored tone.
"You're a sorcerer!" Tamra exclaimed.
"I am aware." Harry said back evenly.
"You have some nerve to come to Oxenfurt demon!" The man exclaimed. Harry simply rose an eyebrow.
"Nerve? You're quite mistaken. It required no bravery to come here at all. One can only be brave in the face of fear and danger. I neither fear Oxernfurt nor am I in any danger by being here. You could summon every soldier and Witch Hunter in the city and they still wouldn't be able to lay a scratch on me." Harry bragged as he looked at them in amusement. They both didn't seem to know how to respond to that.
"I-…" Tamara tried looking in horror. Harry stood which caused them to take another step back rapidly.
"Well, I think I am done here. I will inform your father of the decision you have made. I suppose I should also go save your mother now as well." Harry said as he approached the door.
"Stay away from my mother!" Tamara said finally regaining her voice.
"As soon as I save her from these witches then I probably shall. Thank you for your hospitality." Harry said as he stepped out of the home and shut the door behind him. He cast more charms for hiding in plain sight on himself before apparating as close to Crookbag Bog as he could. He looked around and could immediately feel a darkness in the air.
He walked into the bog and started towards the direction of the twisted magic that he could feel. It didn't take to long for him to notice a strange path with candies surrounding it leading deeper into the Bog. He followed it for half an hour until he came upon a small little village. It was strange because there only seemed to be children within it. He looked curiously and the children mirrored the look as they saw him approach. He stopped as he stood in front of the group.
"Hello. Is there any other adults present here?" Harry asked carefully.
"Gran's asleep right now. She's the one who takes care of us." One of the little girls said to him. Harry nodded.
"Can you go and wake her? I need to speak to her about something very important." Harry told the child. The child nodded and moved to one of the houses in this small village. The rest of the children started whispering amongst themselves. Harry took a moment to look at the biggest building where he felt all the dark magic leaking from. It was so twisted and corrupted and he was sure it wasn't even human. It was close though, which seemed to support the thought that it was from cursed or corrupted creature or creatures. He could deal with that, even at this level of power.
"Who are you?" Harry turned and saw an older grumpy looking woman that was glaring at him. Despite her glare, Harry could tell she felt fear from his presence.
"I am Hadrian. You husband has sent me to find you and your daughter. I already found your daughter so all that was left was you." Harry told her. The woman eased when hearing about her daughter but tensed again.
"I can't go back. I must stay here. I-…"
"Its fine. I understand. Can you please introduce me to you overseers?" Harry asked her kindly with a soft smile to try and put her at ease.
"They won't want to talk to you." She said back.
"I don't care. It's alright, I can introduce myself. Why don't you take all the children into the home. I don't want them to get in any trouble. I will speak to you when I am finished with the discussion." Harry told the woman.
"I can't. They'll ki-…"
"Do not worry. As I said, I will take care of all of this. Trust me." Harry said giving her a pointed look. Eventually she decided to back down and started ushering the children inside the home while Harry turned and walked towards the entrance of the large building. It was locked with magic but Harry dismantled the magic on it with a quick burst of celestial magic. Cursed magic wasn't the same as demonic but it was close enough that celestial magic was still highly effective against it.
He opened the door and immediately cast a charm to stop the horrid smell coming from inside the home. He walked in slowly and immediately approached the painting of the three naked women on the wall surrounded by lit candles.
"Well, what do we have here?"
"A little sorcerer has come to visit use sisters."
"Should we bother asking what you want or should we dispose of the pretenses and get right to the girl?"
"What girl?" Harry asked curiously.
"Why the girl you are looking for dearest. The ashen haired swallow with that delicious Elder Blood flowing through her."
"Ah. An enemy of Cirilla then. That makes you an enemy of myself as well. I won't bother with the talking then. Would you prefer to die in that picture frame or would you like to come out and actually face me?" Harry immediately asked.
"Oh how adorable. He thinks he can-"
"Fiendfyre."
As soon as the words left his mouth. Dark flames blazed to life all around him and started consuming the house. He walked out smoothly as he heard the terrifying screams coming from behind him. Fiendfyre was powerful but it also could feed on most magics and break them down. The ones protecting the witches in that picture were no exception unfortunately for them.
He exited the building and turned so he could watch it burn. It took a few more moments before something came running out of the building covered in the flame. It had a somewhat humanoid figure but it clearly was not human or anything close. It must have been one of the witches. He watched her continue to run around until the fire on her finally consumed her completely. Nothing else came out of the home itself, Harry watched as dragon made of fire destroyed the house. Harry concentrated heavily to make sure the cursed flame did not spread further than the house. The fire pushed and raged as it was restrained but Harry held it firmly.
After the house was completely destroyed, he extinguished the flame. He did so just in time as his concentration broke when he witnessed something large enter the courtyard. Harry turned his head and saw a large Fiend charging at him. He twitched his hand and as soon as the large monstrosity got within twenty-five feet of him, it started to lift in the air. By the time it got to him, it was already close to fifteen feet in the air just hanging above his head and roaring in clear confusion as it struggled.
Harry conjured several spears from the ground and launched it straight into the creature's undercarriage. They went straight through causing it to squeal in pain. He dropped it as he watched the blood leak out of it in large quantities. It twitched for a few moments before falling still.
"Is it over?" He looked to side and saw Anna approaching him very slowly. She couldn't seem to stop looking between the beast corpse that was now in the middle of the village or the spot of where the building the witches had resided in use to be.
"It is. The witches are dead and so is their beast." Harry replied as he turned towards her fully and looked behind her as the children started to come out of the home.
"These children will need a new home." Harry observed. Anna nodded.
"I'll take them with me." She said resolved in her choice.
"How nice. Will you be returning to your husband?" Harry asked.
"I don't know. I may try and find my daughter instead." She said to him.
"She is currently in Oxenfurt." Harry said he then turned and started to wave his hands in an intricate motion causing a large carriage to seemingly form from thin air behind him that was being pulled by two large white horses.
"There, tell the horses where you want to go and if I have heard of it then they will know how to get there. The carriage will last several days before falling apart. Make sure you arrive wherever you are going by then. Here." Harry finished as he summoned a large bag of coin and handed it to her.
"There. Now you should be alright. Stay safe Anna Strenger." Harry told her.
"Wait. Why are you doing all this. Is it just because my husband asked?" She questioned. Harry shook his head.
"No. Although he has been looking for you. He sent me to find you though I never promised to bring you back with me. I plan to go back and inform him what has happened here." Harry told her.
"If my husband did not ask or promise you something. Then why go through the trouble?" She asked. Harry shrugged.
"I had the ability to help and it cost me nothing so why not? It was nothing for me to help." Hadrian replied. In truth, he just needed to do something while Geralt got to Novigrad.
"I-… Thank you young man. I will never forget this." She told him deeply. Harry nodded to her before disappearing before her very eyes and returning to Crow's Perch to give the news to the Baron. He probably would not be happy.