"What do you mean his father loved one?" I asked curiously. "Does that mean his mom was a witch?" "No, not his mother but that is a secret for later", she replied softly.
"I want to tell you everything child but time is of the utmost essence", she said earnestly. "I need you to know, your choice in the war to come, will be the deciding factor in the end".
"My choice?" I whispered to myself. "Choose rightly and the lives of your friends and your loved ones will be saved, choose wrongly and you'll unleash hell on earth".
"What if I don't want to be a part of this so called war?" I asked elusively. "We do not fight wars dear because we enjoy it", she said comfortingly. "No, we fight wars to ensure the safety of our loved ones and the world we live in".
"If you choose not to fight, not to access that ancient magic that courses through you, then you will have to watch the destruction of your loved ones as you're the only one strong enough to save their lives".
