Circe— the most powerful witch that ever existed is waiting in front of the gate of the immortal world— the world where no one is dying. The world of after-life.
"How's she?" Circe asked as soon as she saw Dominus enter the big gate.
"She is doing great," Dominus replied as he walked beside Circe.
Circe smiled and stroked her long black hair. "She definitely changed Encantum, right?"
Dominus went silent for a while before responding, "She did."
"But she is not alone," he added that made Circe nod while still smiling.
"Is that so? Well, I am glad," she said while looking above.
"I am sure that Keindra will grow to be a fine lady," she said as if she is reminiscing something.
"She will," Dominus responded as they headed the central tree where the future of the supernaturals are
