"There's plenty of food for everyone. No need to brood on an empty stomach. Whatever you choose, you'll need strength." She pointed at the six empty chairs, one for each guest plus one for herself.
Baba Yaga was about to sit at the head of the table when she perceived a low rumble in the atmosphere.
"He comes!" She said as her eyes turned into blazing fires of mana.
A wave of her hand created a double of the dining room, sending the children and the Mother away to let them dine quietly. At the same time, the Crone and her guests watched at the events unfolding on the surface through what looked like a surveillance mirror that had appeared in mid-air.
"He who?" Phloria asked, feeling hope for the first time since she had walked inside those damned mines.
