Quanah
I was still trying to understand how it all happened. I’d never seen a witch conjure an element without casting a spell, let alone multiple elements at once.
Looking at her in front of me, she seemed so defenseless, almost harmless—not like the uncontrolled witch with glowing red eyes, making the ground shake and fire and wind destroy everything around us.
“Your mother chose to hide all this from you. She chose to say you were a fire conjurer.” Blanca spoke, trying to stay calm after watching one of her friends die.
“There’s something wrong with this whole story, something that doesn’t add up.” I interrupted her. “I’ve never heard of a witch who could conjure more than one element. If what my brother says is true, and her ancestors are contacting her, something in that dream awa
