Chapitre 63: Round Two, Crushed

I stood up, I had heard enough from eight lifetimes, and it was time to go see the Witch one more time before I have to go back to what I was doing.

"If I go out the door, so I just take the stairs down?" I asked.

"Yes… We can send you out if you want," Perdita said with a strained look on her face, but I shook my head no.

"No, I think one more little wee short talk is in order between Nixi and me. You will all stay up here though, because I plan on pissing her off, so you might even still feel it up here," I said, and all the dark blue skin started to get pale, but none argued, but Frieda, who had been silent the whole time nodded to me.

"I'll send you down, and then you have twenty seconds to say what to want, then you will be ported above the castle. Mex won't be expecting you, but I think that you are tough enough now to survive," Frieda said with a knowing smile; then, I was standing in front of the small table and two chairs that had been destroyed earlier.