"Which of the boys would you like to speak to? I will tell you now, this village isn't open to outsiders, and if it wasn't for your power, we would have asked you to leave already." The old woman in front of them declared.
Ella had suspected that this wouldn't go smoothly once she saw the look on the woman's face, but this could be harder than she was expecting it to be.
"I don't know his name, but if you could follow us, I can walk straight to him." Wolfe suggested.
"That will be sufficient. Have your conversation and then go."
Wolfe sensed the Seraphim's amusement at the situation. He alone could kill everyone in this village and take what he wanted, much less Wolfe, who was already a Saint. But he wasn't too familiar with witches and their abilities, as there were none in the upper planes, which had no natural order for a witch's power to attune to.
