Lisa watched as the flame engulfed the capital, satisfaction filling her heart at the sight of it burning. However, she did not have the time to dwell on such magnificent sight, as she had other fish to fry, or in this case, to burn.
Her eyes were on the different slave traders, located in the heart of the capital. They had used large mansions as their staging grounds, along with some warehouse located at the outskirts of the capital city.
However, her targets were none of them, as there are more enslaved witches located at her targeted area.
"Never thought I could kill two birds with one stone," she mused, looking at the Headquarters of the Witch Hunter. Who would have suspected the organization would contain the most witches.
In fact, none of the witches, not even the elders, suspected such things, as they had believe to just captured witches before handing it over to different slave traders, at a price of course.
