True to his word, Archer had sent out warriors to ask at the local town about a spell that would protect someone from harm, the first few had offered run of the mill cloaking charms that offered a short protection spell. Others spoke about spells that could create impenetrable shields but none of the witches knew about a spell that would make someone immortal.
‘Every spell has a limit son’ one old warlock had wheezed over a tall glass of a bubbling green liquid at the witch’s tavern, ‘if we could make people immortal, you think we would be getting old and dying?’
Kurt nodded silently, as he took a sip of the beer, he had ordered himself, ‘so there is no witch or warlock who has ever made a spell that seemed to make them immortal, but if it was possible, it would have a clause right?’ he
