***Author's note: Dropped a new character. Go check it out! ***
~Narrator~
Ezelreth was told a summary of the witches by the general's wife. The Ares Coven would be their safest and most likely bet. They were a coven of greedy witches and wizards. They were known to dabble in old magic, the kind of stuff that should arguably be banned. And is in some covens.
They were a fierce and power coven; they would definitely have the power to break the spell that bastard MoonChild casted.
He couldn't believe she was capable of doing that. He hated to admit it, but he had underestimated her.
But that would be the last time he did.
The group came across a gas station. They looked hungry and that Ezelreth cared about these soldiers' feelings or comforts, he couldn't afford weak shifters.
"Get food and lets go." Ezelreth heard Violet's stomach growl, signaling her body was hungry. Grabbing a few candy bars and made her way to counter. When the attendant asked about payment.
