"Find her at all costs. She must not have gone very far. The White Witch has lost a lot of her power by now because of our lady. We just need to catch her now and we can get our revenge."
Reeze Spencer pressed herself against the wall she was hiding behind as she leaned her tired body against it.
The war between the black witches and the white witches had been going on for a while, and the white witches had an advantage for a long time.
So, when the black witches had suddenly gained the upper hand, Reeze had tried her best to resist.
But the more powerful she got, the more powerful the other side got as well.
'Why-? What am I missing that the other side has? Where is the difference-?'
Reeze asked herself when she heard the black witches gossip.
"Did you hear? Miss Emma gifted that shopkeeper, her mysterious 'benefactor', a dire wolf?"
"A dire wolf? Aren't those things rarer than rare? Can anyone even handle them?"
