While rain surrounded the land of Bonelake, in the land of Mythweald, the main black witch who was pulling strings was preparing to establish networks in the whole of the southland. She recruited every possible person who could fight and turn to a barrier between her and the people they were up against.
All that mattered right now was to unleash the black witch that rightfully belonged to them which was locked away somewhere far they had no idea about. Walking to one of the houses along with a little girl and a woman who had swords stuck behind her back, the woman with swords knocked on the door twice, waiting for the door to open.
"Did we get the wrong door?" asked the little girl in a sing-song voice as the door didn't open.
"It's the right one, Judith," answered the girl who had blue eyes.
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