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It was only four in the morning when a loud bang on her door already bombarded Callie's peaceful rest after a whole day of tiring shopping in the Witch Market that she really enjoyed. Maybe spending the whole money that the chief had given her was enough evidence to testify that statement. The two witches were even very surprised when they looked at the bag, they knew the chief had given a lot, and now that it vanished after only three to four hours, Callie honestly lost track, and when they peeked again at it, the purse was already empty. "Mortal! You should wake up or else we will leave you and you will have to walk from her to the Witch Mountain!" Of course, it was Khloe who seemed to hold a lot of grudges to her ever since they met. She didn't know what's rooted in it, but she felt th