Chapter 167

The witch sat cross-legged on the floor of her dimly-lit room, surrounded by flickering candles of different colors. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, focusing all her attention on the task at hand. She had been searching for the person she was looking for, but her efforts had been in vain. She knew that she needed guidance from the spirits, and she was determined to seek it out.

She began to chant softly, her voice rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern. As she ...