"Will you be going?" asked the other black witch seeing Ester start to pick up the things she would need before placing them in a bag. The young black witch looked at the person who appeared to be older than her in appearance.
Her expression was calm and sober. Her eyes looking at the black witch to say, "Is there anything else you need?" though it was a simple question there was something very eerie about the way she asked, resembling nothing less to a dead corpse who was being made to talk.
"No, we should be fine. Have a good journey," the black witch tipped her head seeing Ester starting to walk away from there, "Where do you think she is going?" asked the female to the male black witch who stood next to her.
