After the hanging basket fell to the ground, a witch, who seemed to be about 30 years old and had red hair dropping down to her waist, stepped out of the basket and came forward. "Hello, welcome to Border Town. I'm Wendy." Then she looked at Ashes with a joyful smile. "I'm glad you're here, too."
[Is she the witch that Ashes mentioned? It seems that they have known each other for a long time,] Sylvie thought, looking them over.
"Hello, I'm Anna." Sylvie's eyes lit up when she saw her blue eyes, which were as pure as lake water. Besides, she was even more surprised by her magic power—strong, powerful, and almost faultless. A square made of black, white, and gray turned slowly and even changed the track of magic from all directions.
[What an amazing power!] It was Sylvie's first time to see such oppressive magic.
"Hi, I'm Lightning!" It was the little girl that had been flying beside the hanging basket. Then Maggie fell on her shoulder.
"Coo, coo!"
