Stepping into the room where some potions were lined in the little rack, he wondered who the girl was who was with Isabell earlier. To come here into this room would mean the girl knew there was more to the priestess.
"I see new potions. What are they for?" asked Lucas when his eyes fell on red potions that looked like blood but the liquid looked much smoother than blood as blood usually thickened unless the preservatives were added into it.
"There have been new sightings of black witches."
"Why don't you let the council do the work? Are you planning to get caught and exposed?" he asked her, he looked her in her eye.
Lucas didn't know how long it was as he had lost the count of years but he remembered that day very clearly. People like him and her were not supposed to take part in this world and they were only supposed to look at the people following the path of good, evil, or the path of idiocy. But Lucas had already broken the rule long ago.
