Far away, on a vast land.
A land that spread to as far as the eyes could see, their was a very big bone fire that blazed furiously as though fueled with anger or deep hatred. As though holding back an angry monster that was trying with all its might to escape.
In front of it was dozens of dead witches who's blood was being channeled to the fire. As if fueling it, accompanied by the spells, chanted by the woman who knelt before the fire with her eyes closed and arms stretched out on her side, it became bigger and bigger and seem to reach the sky, lapping at it furiously.
After a long while of incessant chanting and praying in a weird language, the fire started to swirl and created a big dark blood red circle. When she opened her black eyes, she smiled darkly.
"I want my army now. I need to take my revenge on those who hurt me" she said.
