章 211: White Church - Part 8

After the door behind him shut closed, no other sound was heard until Betty shrieked and the pot in her hands shattered to the ground. She hastily muttered a few apologies and used magic to pick up the broken pot, mending it back together in a matter of seconds. 

"I heard you were looking for me," he said, his voice calm, oblivious to the shock he caused. "Your little tiger told me," He pointed towards Tutu, who looked up at me with two shiny eyes, asking to be praised. 

A man? What is a man doing here? I thought it was rare for a witch to be a man. Is he one of those rare male witches? A male witch who just happened to be one of the Wings. Imagine how special he would sound to others.