Using his already raised hand, he snapped his fingers for another wall to fill up with fire which was previously not there in the torches, "Handy, isn't it?" asked Father Antonio, making his way to the center of the table with candles that were placed at the center of it. Some that were burning while some that were not lit.
As if wanting to give both the witches the space they needed, Damien didn't bother to take a seat at the table. Instead, he walked towards the other side of the wall which was filled with books. They were old books which must have been a mini library down here as the witches weren't known to travel out of the witches not only because of the eye that was kept on them by the council but also because some of them feared to what might come upon them with their identity exposed to the outside world.
