Ava walked in to a room that had been magically altered. She could look down on the party from the ledge and followed Brock down to where people were dancing and enjoying themselves. She noticed a girl with golden hair and blue eyes sitting in an isolated area. The girl was sitting on a soft neon pink sofa wearing a golden dress. She was surrounded by groupies that she didn’t seem interested in. She obviously thought she was too good to even be at this party.
People on the dance floor had strange glowing hair from some effect she wasn’t sure of yet. And above the dance floor a bright illusion of a warlock casting a spell on a dragon and a very large looking werewolf. No… it looked more like a lycan. But it was definitely showing a warlock besting the two. Ava rolled her eyes with a crook
