"I don't know, but she's got a strong aura. Magic..." He muttered.
"I'm coming," I responded as I headed straight for the gate.
"What are you doing?" Leon hissed as he moved next to me. "You don't know anything about her." He murmured.
"She's a witch... She could help." I sighed. He nodded but groaned. He didn't like the idea of me being near her; that much was clear. At least someone wants to be near me.
As we neared the gate, I could sense the magic in the air. It was kind of like static; it made goosebumps rise on my skin. There was no doubt she was a strong and powerful witch. "Luna Ayla." The witch greeted.
I scanned my eyes over her. She was wearing a long black robe. Her hair was pin-straight and white as snow. Her eyes were a pale yellowish colour. Her aura was strong; it felt
