The light of the crescent moon finally peeked through the gaps of the foliage overhead. A pearly luminescence rained down on everything in the woods, making the leaves of the trees look almost silver. Aside from the distant sound of rushing water, nothing but silence could be heard.
Sword still raised high in front of me, I took in the view before my eyes. Thirteen women dressed in similar- looking dark and hooded robes stood motionless several paces away from Viel and I. All their right hands were raised, glowing wands pointed at us. A single bead of sweat rolled down my face as I breathed hard. "We don't want any trouble," I voiced out. "We're just here to see someone."
The woman in the middle spoke. Her hair was dark and frizzy, just like Greta's. "We don't care. This is no place for
