Six months later…
“Ayame,” Aster called out as she walked over to the open patio next to the garden with two other witches, Iris and Dahlia. “Today we will test what you have learnt till now.”
I got to my feet; placing my right hand on my chest; I bowed in greeting. “Magus,” addressing her by the term used to refer to the leader of a coven.
“You will go with Dahlia and Iris to Denmorth. We have intel that two hunters are lurking around the Innisfree Motel. Your task is to track them and help Dahlia and Aster find them.”
“Understood.” I bowed once more before following Iris and Dahlia to the car.
“How I wish we could teleport, like the witches of Gentak Coven.” Dahlia grumbled, strapping herself in. “I hate the time it takes to ride around in these junks.”
“What are we going to d
