บท 124: Chapter 124 - Chaos Magicians

Anxiety twisted Tansy’s stomach as she stood there, draped in her black robe, cowl hanging against her back. She hated wearing these things. They always made her feel like she played dress-up for some role-playing game or a fan experience from some outdated television show. She preferred normal clothes. She wasn’t a witch when she wore the robes only. She was a witch twenty-four-seven. The robes just seemed like overkill. Of course, the other High Priestesses seemed to thrive on the ritualistic attire.