Outside the inn, deep into the white witches' world, Enoch roamed about the street, asking around for a way to get to the dark witches' world. Asking around for Aurora and Damien could put them at a risk, as they were in a completely foreign land.
Giving out unnecessary information never ended well, especially in a witch's lair. They may be white but that was only in name, evil lurked in everyone's mind.
It was easy to become a dark witch but a great deal to become a white witch. Those who were the white witches had always been pure, and never had to experience evil so they could turn dark easily.
A lot of people would avoid answering him when he brought up the word dark, in fear of being corrupted into one. He could understand their fear as they didn't want to turn into those dark beasts.
