Ana had her lips pouted while Ethan dragged her towards the car. Her dress was still full although it had gathered a lot of dust by now. They both didnt seem to care. Her beautiful dress was stained so was his clothes.
"Heeee...weird I don't remember doing any spell though."
He could have explained to her that she comes from a line of witches that was powerful enough to not make spells before performing magic. They were the real founders of pure magic. So were they the founders of impure magic. The one that lead to black and dark magic. And the magic of the forbidden. Sometimes when he thinks about their origin deeply, he couldn't help but feel like they would know how demons come to be.
He unlocks the car and helps her get in, her dress taking all the front seat while he got into the drivers seat.
