Whenever they bumped into each other, Baba Yaga's three bodies would fuse until nervousness split them again.
"If you don't calm down, mage tower or not, you'll open a hole in the ground." Of the eight chairs around the table, only one was taken.
Leegaain was in his human form, looking like a lean albino man in his mid-thirties, 1,75 meters (5'9") tall, with snow-white hair and skin. His eyes were ocean green with vertical pupils. He was wearing a lab coat over a set of pitch-black clothes.
"I know, but this is big." The Crone said. "I'm not used to inviting people here, especially those who have hunted me my whole life."
"Then why did you do this?" He asked.
"Because this time Night went too far disobeying my orders." Baba Yaga replied. "Not only is she still planning to kill Lith, but she is also going to do the same with Elphyn and that's not going to happen on my watch."
