The familiar yet unfamiliar-looking middle aged woman covered the lower part of her face with a veil, while keeping the other part exposed.
The ladies beside her were equally dressed the same, but had no veils on their faces.
One of them with black hair kept in a long ponytail, still swallowed hard in vigilance.
"Master, this place is too strange and unbelievable! I swear I saw that door open on its own. Could it be the dead sorcery used by those witches? Did the people here learn how to harness those powers just to open a door?"
"Master, sister Hulang has a point." Another girl with short, curly pink hair also added in. "Ah! Master, how do they get these carriages to move on their own? What is the secret behind it if not witchcraft? And those heavy iron shops were seen earlier… what is going on here?"
